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At the Moon

By: SunrockSin



"I'm confused," I said to her as she stood on the deck staring up at the moon. It was as if she just wanted to howl but somehow forgot the words. 

"It's just like they said," she said, turning her head and looking around in unabashed awe.

"They?"

"The singers, you know, "I'm just a singer in a rock and roll band..." you know. They said, "...red is gray and yellow white..." 

A shooting star arced across the sky and I thought of days, of the future and the past. She wasn't always like this, she wasn't always so disconnected. No, she was always in control, even when we drank too much she kept us out of trouble. But now it was so different, something happened to her in the accident.

They said she wasn't hurt bad, no apparent injuries, just some bruising where the air bags slapped her. The bruising healed and she seemed fine until four or five months later. Then she started ah... losing herself is probably the best way to describe it. 

I looked back at her as she stared up at the moon but instead of howling she simply said, "...we decide which is right and which is an illusion." She then began unbuttoning her jacket.

"Hon, it's too cold out here."

"It's so pure, the snow I mean. So quiet."

"But you need your jacket," I said, catching it as she let it fall to the ground, completely naked underneath.

"Leave it there, on the ground," she said, still looking up at the moon.

The bluish light illuminated her body, accentuating the smooth curves in faint shadow. Her nipples were erect, sticking straight out, larger than I had ever seen them. Letting the jacket fall to the ground as she wanted, I reached out to clasp her breast.

As I touched her she turned away from me, kneeled down on the jacket and then put her hands down, as if posing for me on all fours. She looked back up at the moon and then glanced at me, wiggling her ass a bit. It had been so long since I had touched her that I ached for her, my cock fully erect since I first saw she was naked.

I kneeled behind her, unfastened my pants and pulled them down. I reached out and touched my hand to her hip but she leaned forward as if to pull away. I paused a moment, but she wiggled her ass and leaned back toward me. I reached out to her hip, but she pulled away again.

This time when she moved back closer to me, I grabbed her firmly and pulled her back to me. She struggled to pull away, but I had too firm of a grip on her. I leaned forward and with my free hand worked my cock into her wet pussy. Pushing forward, I felt myself slip easily into her wet pussy.

She tried to lean forward again, so I grabbed her hips with both hands and pulled her back to me, thrusting myself deep into her. Moaning loudly, she looked back at the moon and then said, "No, not now, the moon..." She stopped talking and pushed back onto me as I pushed my cock into her. Suddenly jerking forward, she pulled away and spun onto her back as my cock slipped out of her pussy.

Glaring at me she growled, "You fuck, it's all wrong."

"What's all wrong," I asked, grabbing her arms and holding her.

"The moon, this it's all wrong."

"But it's been so long, I just want to touch you, to love you."

Her face changed and she seemed to relent. Her body relaxed and she remained motionless as I moved between her legs and pushed my cock back into the wet warmth of her pussy. She closed her eyes as I began moving my hips back and forth. After a few moments she began lifting her hips in rhythm with mine. I could feel her grip on my arms tightening as we moved together.

I bent over and took a nipple into my mouth, sucking on it and the moving to the other one. Letting my tongue circle around it I glanced up at her face and noticed her looking at the moon again. Then she arched her back, moaned loudly and came, her pussy convulsing around my cock. Pushing deep inside her, I paused, letting her catch her breath for a moment.

When I began moving again I felt her body begin to tense up again and I thought maybe she might be getting close to coming again, but then she growled and dug her nails into my arm. Not sure what made her get so fierce, I kind of liked it and began thrusting myself faster and faster.

"No, this is not right, stop this now," she screamed, slapping me across the face and then bucking her body. My cock slipped out of her just as I was coming and I watched my cum spurt out across her stomach and breasts. She pulled herself out from under me and screamed, "You raped me. I said this was wrong, but you did it anyway. You raped me."

"Hon, what are you talking about? You took off your jacket and kneeled down for me."

"I told you to stop and you didn't. Look at this," she screamed running her hand through the cum that streamed down her body.

"But you did want it, you came for Christ's sake."

"No, no, no," she screamed, grabbing the jacket and running inside.

I tried to follow her in but she locked the door. I walked around to the other doors but they were also locked. We had a hide-a-key tucked in a plastic rock in the garden but I wasn't about to go plowing through the snow to find the rock. The wind wasn't bad and my jacket was warm enough, so I sat down on one of the deck chairs and waited. Sooner or later she'd have to let me in or something.

About twenty minutes later the "or something" came screeching into my driveway with red flashing lights. I removed my hands from my pockets and placed them on the deck rail so the police wouldn't get nervous. After a few minutes a policeman stepped through the back door and asked, "Mr. Jackson?"

Nodding I replied, "Yes, I'm sorry it came to this, she's never carried it this far before, she's always gotten a handle on it."

"Sir, your wife said you raped her."

"No, no it's all a misunderstanding, you see, she has some mental problems... she's not really crazy or unstable or anything, she just kind of loses focus... hallucinates."

"She has some bruises on her face, do you know how they got there?" he asked.

"Bruises? No, we had sex out here on the balcony, but there was no struggle, no bruises."

"My partner is with her, she's helping her until the ambulance arrives."

"Ambulance? Is she okay? Did she fall or something?"

"She claims you raped her, hurting her face when you forced her down onto the deck here," he said looking at his notebook.

"But the ambulance? Is she badly hurt?"

"Calm down, she has a bruise or two on the face, but we want to get her checked out. They'll take her into the hospital and run a rape kit on her."

"But they don't need to do that, you just need to let her calm down, once she does and is herself again she can tell you what really happened."

"Why don't you tell me what happened?" the officer said, leaning against the rail.

"It goes back about six months ago, when she had the accident."

"Car accident?"

"Yes, there were no apparent injuries, except for some marks on her face where the airbags had hit her. The ambulance drivers treated her on the scene and released her. Everything seemed normal until about a month ago, she started having visions, hallucinations or something."

"How do you mean?"

"I mean she'd just start talking as if something was going on, as if someone else were talking to her, or something was happening nearby when nothing was really happening. You understand?"

"I guess, and tonight."

"We were on the deck together, it was chilly but we both had on coats. She seemed obsessed with the moon, staring up at it and reciting lyrics."

"Lyrics?"

"Yeah, from the Moody Blues, 'Nights in White Satin,' talking about the moon. But it was odd, she seemed nervous, holding her head back and I'd swear she was about to howl at the moon. Anyway, she suddenly pulled off her jacket and she was entirely naked."

"Naked?"

"Yeah, except her shoes, but anyway, she threw her coat down, and kneeled down on it. She would look at me, as if she wanted me to... to ah... I mean she moved her body kind of inviting like and well, we haven't had much in the way of relations recently because of her... ah, problem and well, I figured if she wanted to I would. I unfastened my pants and well, kneeled down behind her and we had sex."

"She didn't resist?"

"It was strange, she pulled away saying something about the moon being wrong, but then she'd move herself, like inviting me again. It all seemed like a game, like she was playing hard to get."

"Did you ever hit her, or knock her down?" he asked.

"No, besides pulling away several times after which she seemed to come back, there was nothing physical like that. Again she said something about the moon being wrong."

"Why didn't you stop when she said that?"

"Well, it was like almost immediately afterwards she'd seem to invite me back," I replied.

"She asked you?"

"Not verbally, but in the way she moved her body."

"Okay, look, let me talk to my partner and see if we can figure all this out," he said. "Look why don't you come inside and sit there at the kitchen table."

"Can I talk to her?"

"Wait until we get this straightened out."

I sat down at the table and watched as the police officer walked into the living room. I could hear him talking to a woman, I presume she was his partner. While sitting alone I tried to figure out how she could have gotten a bruise while we had sex, but it just didn't seem possible.

After a few minutes the officer returned and said, "Look, Mr. Jackson we need to work out a few more details here. I wonder if you wouldn't mind coming into the station with us."

"And my wife?"

"We are going to send her to the hospital, more a precaution than anything. Of course they will run a rape kit when they are there."

"Can I see her?"

"Not right now," the officer said, firmly placing his hand on my shoulder as I began to stand up.

Sitting back down I said, "Okay, I'll come into the station, but can I get cleaned up first, change my shirt and all?"

"We'd prefer if you remained as you are."

"Okay, I'll grab my keys. Should I follow you?"

"No, don't worry about driving there, you can ride in the car with us."

"Am I under arrest?" I asked nervously.

"No, no, we just need to ask some more questions to try and work all this out."

The officer led me out the back door after assuring me they would make sure the house was secure. He walked me through the snow out onto my driveway where I passed the ambulance and several of our neighbors. I simply looked down at the ground, embarrassed by it all.

I wasn't arrested and wasn't wearing handcuffs, but it was still humiliating walking with the officer past my neighbors. Anyway, I rode into the station and followed the officer past a number of desks to a small room where I sat down in an uncomfortable chair. I was there for about thirty minutes before a man and a woman stepped into the door.

"Mr. Jackson, I'm Detective Mills and this is my partner Detective Andrews," the man said in a very official tone. "Do you know what you were brought in for?"

"Yes of course," I replied. "I'm here to help straighten out the confusion over my wife's story about what happened tonight."

"And what did happen, Mr. Jackson?"

"It's just like I told the police officer, I was on the back porch and well, my wife was wearing a coat and nothing else. She took off her coat and well, one thing led to another and we had sex. Afterwards she got mad at me, rushed inside and locked me out."

Detective Andrews squatted down next to me and said, "You wife says you raped her."

"No she is confused, it's like I told the officer, since the accident..."

"The accident, the car accident?"

"Yes she was hurt, something in her head or something, she gets confused."

"She gets confused?"

"Yes, you see the airbags..."

"Mr. Jackson," Detective Mills began loudly, "Wasn't it you that was in the accident?"

"No my wife..."

"Mr. Jackson," he said loudly again, "I've checked the records, your wife was not in the vehicle, it was you who had the accident."

"No it was her, she gets confused... hallucinates, says things..."

"Mr. Jackson, were you in a car accident?"

"No, it was my wife. I wasn't... no it was... it was... yes, a car accident, I was in a car accident."

"Aren't you the one who has been treated for hallucinations?"

"Me? No you see she... the airbags..."

"Mr. Jackson, did you perhaps have a hallucination tonight, perhaps misunderstand your wife?"

"No, no, she looked at the moon, pulled off her jacket."

Detective Mills paused a moment running his hands over his chin. I could hear the light scrape of his fingertips over his whiskers. He then asked, "When did you have the security system put in the house?"

"It came with the house, some new fangled automatic system. We never could get it to work right, we finally disabled everything except for the alarms at the doors."

"Did you know you had closed circuit surveillance cameras?"

"Yeah, they looked out over the yard on each side of the house, but they never worked right and we shut them down."

"Well, it appears at least one of the cameras was working, one that was trained on the balcony."

"No, no when we first used it, the camera was trained out on the back yard, but I shut it down."

"Mr. Jackson, the camera was apparently working tonight and it was trained on the deck. What do you think of that?"

"It couldn't have... wait, if it was then you could see what really happened."

"We did see what really happened."

"Oh good, I mean you can see how she was. I mean, well we had sex... I didn't force her. You can see that, you saw that right?"

"Oh we saw the recording."

"Okay, well I need to get a ride, home so I can get my car and go to the hospital."

Detective Andrews reached behind her back, pulled out some handcuffs and said, "Mr. Jackson, you have the right to..."

She continued talking but I couldn't focus on what she was saying. No, I couldn't focus on anything but her hands slowly unbuttoning her blouse...

At The Motel



The light tap on the door made him smile. He knew her needs were pushing her, her desires to feel it, to be living it. He waited for her to tap again before opening it.

Taking in her demeanor, her clothing and the look in her eyes in seconds, he reached out, his hand behind her and grabbed a handful of her hair pulling her into the room, standing to one side to allow her passage.

He let go as she passed him.

"You've read and understood your instructions then I see," he said to her, "I guess it's just a question of how well now isn't it?"

Her instructions had been delivered in a plain envelope to her the week before. Prior to that there had been no hint of what was to come. She opened the letter to find a off white, thick textured sheet of paper. She started reading...

'The girl is to loiter outside the place walking up and down on the opposite side of the street for 30 minutes from 5.00 pm. You know the location and the address. You will dress to catch eye's exposing cleavage in particular. Then finding the way to the back you will enter the building via the fire stairs and finding room 42. Knock on the door no later than 5:10pm. The girl is not to speak until specifically asked to. The only proviso is the girl's safeword, which is "Oatmeal". Once uttered a complete stop to proceedings will occur. Nothing further will happen and the girl may leave the room when ready. No repercussions whatsoever.

On entering the room, there will be a check to see if she wishes to continue and if the girl does she will nod in the affirmative or negative depending on her choice.

After that nod, she will then listen for commands and respond promptly. The time frame is 1 hour. If there is a knock on the door, it will be assumed everything is clear and understood and stepping through the door is an agreement.'

*** 

The narrow entry vestibule was only a metre or so long, with the bathroom off to the side before opening into the main room. The girl stood to one side of it, pressed against the wall. He could see she was trying to be confident and strong but was nervous. He was ready to begin, she was too just not aware of how ready she was. 

"Is the girl ready to continue?" he asked her in a low voice.

Watching her body language, she straightened and then gave a guick nod of her head, unmistakably yes. He smiled and said "good girl."

"Kneel."

The girl's mouth opened for a second and then she lowered herself to her knees and then dropping her head a low rush of breath was audible.

Taking his time, he moved in front of her and admired the view offered him of her cleavage. Reaching down he placed his hand inside her bra and lifted her breasts out one at a time, squeezing them and tweaking the nipples.

Turning away he went to the bench and opened a paper bag. Taking out a bright pink dog collar with a clip locking mechanism, he walked up and clipped it around her neck, the movement sudden, and the clip locking in place was so loud in her ears. He spun it around.

"Now this is your 'cumslut collar'. Whenever it is on you are a cumslut, a dirty girl, wanton, needy, hungry to be fucked and filled with cum, every orifice used and filled with seed," he said close to her ear, every word piercing her brain.

She moaned aloud.

"Little cumslut likes that I see," he quickly responded after hearing the noises. 

"Hold your skirt up around your waist."

As she did this he took something out of his pocket and she heard a click. The with one hand he pulled her cream, translucent panties out and cut the bands over her hips, one after the other the cold metal of the knife making her jump as it touched her warm skin.

Pulling the panties roughly he held the in his hand in front of her face, rolling them through his fingers. Noticing how wet they were, he smiled. "Cumslut was already wet it seems, maybe you were diddling yourself out in the street?"

"Holding your skirt, close your thighs, and do some figure eights until I say stop."

The girl, held her skirt and started moving her hips in small figure eight motions, eliciting small rushes of breath as she did so. He stood back and watched the excitement on her face and the concentration as she performed the ritual.

A few minutes passed. He went to the bag again and took out four clothes pegs and clipped on each to her nipples and ear lobes. Standing back he watched the play of sensations now going from pleasure to pain and back again.

"You are a dirty little cumslut; you like that don't you. I can tell by how wet your thighs are. Look at how much your hot wet cunt is running, you are so excited."

"Let go of your skirt and spread your knees again. Now, take your hands and touch your wet cunt. Lick your fingers, licking your cunt juices off your sticky wet fingers like the cumslut you are."

He watched as she did this, glancing at him as she licked her fingers greedily, one hand replacing the other. 

"Work the folds of your cunt, the lips and clitoris, get your fingers inside cumslut."

He stepped closer and took one peg off her left ear lobe and then the right nipple. She moaned as the blood rushed back in and suffused the numb area again. He replaced them and swapped over and a louder moan and the girl shuddered.

He replaced them and watched her bite her lip.

"You'd like to cum, dirty little cumslut?"

She moaned...nodding.

He took the pegs off her earlobes and dropped them.

"You're not ready to are you?"

The girl shook her head in the negative. He waited a moment then took the two pegs off her nipples at the same time. Again a louder moan and a shudder went through the girl. Her breath was ragged panting now and he could sense she was ready for his next command. But he waited, her moans became louder.

"A cumslut is only allowed to cum when given permission to release, isn't that so?"

She nodded, barely able to coordinate the movements of hands and body.

"A cumslut can only cum when she has her cumslut collar on too."

Her eyes widened at the implications, and the realization surged through her, she wimpered.

"The cumslut is ready?"

Her mouth open she let out a moan, knowing that to speak would end these sensations, she nodded, knowing that she was right on the brink, and couldn't stop if she wanted to.

"Well then," he said and placed his finger on her third eye,"the cumslut may release...now!"

Her eyes rolled back and her hips bucked forward and her ministrations tipped her over into a wave of a powerful orgasm that lingered, longer than before. She moaned long and loud and then tried to get control of her breathing. Her eyes closed as she tried to get some semblance of coordination back.

He smiled. "Good girl."

He handed her a glass of juice. 

"Drink this cumslut," he said. 

She took the glass, looked at him then drank. Sipping then realising how thirsty she was she drank it in a few gulps. He took her hand and helped her to stand and she was a little wobbly on her feet for a few seconds. He guided her to the chair and helped her sit.

"Close your eyes and concentrate on your breathing. Count in for seven and out for seven and focus on the sensations you feel. Store them in your memory."

He moved away and got another glass of juice for her and a chocolate bar. Her breathing settled quickly as she did as she was told. She could feel the wetness on her thighs as it cooled.

"That will be all for today girl. You've been a good girl."

He learnt over and unclipped the cumslut collar and put it in her handbag. He tucked her breasts back into her bra and blouse roughly. The girl rearranged them more comfortably.

"Write your thoughts and feelings down in your journal when you get home. Perhaps you might like to talk about them next time we catch up. Is there anything you would like to say now?"

The girl thought and then said; "I have only one thing, I would like to thank you Sir for allowing this girl to serve." 

He nodded; rubbed his chin and said, "good girl."

She gave a half smile and looked down. 

"It's time for you to go now girl."

He took her hand, led her to the door and gave her a warm kiss on the cheek. Gave her butt a squeeze and opened the door showing her out. 

She walked to the lift, and he waited until she had entered and gone before returning to his room and closing the door. Walking back in, he saw her panties on the floor and picked them up.



At the Movie Theater



He was on his way to pick up his girlfriend, so they could first go out to dinner, then go see a movie and after that go visit a couple of clubs to round out this Saturday night. She was already standing outside her apartment, waiting for him at the curb. She was wearing a tight black skirt, a white blouse and black high heels. He loved the way she looked, not matter what she wore, she always looked so sexy to him. Reaching over, he opened the passenger side car door for her so she could hop in.

It was only a short ride to the restaurant where he had reserved a table for them. In no time they where settled in a corner both, and looking over their menus. They had an enjoyable and relaxed dinner. She had some wine with her meal, and was a little bit tipsy, but he had no alcohol, since he had to drive. While they ate, he could feel her foot between his legs, rubbing across his tights and crotch. She smiled at him from across the table, licking her lips. Smiling back, he continued to eat, but pushed her foot gently away when it was time to leave. Walking out of the restaurant with a hard-on wasn't what he wanted to do. 

During the drive to the Movie Theater, she slightly rested her hand on his tight, bushing her fingers across his crotch every so often, but making no other moves to arouse him further while he was driving. Once at the theater he parked the car, then they walked up to buy their tickets. After arguing a little bit, they settled on seeing the romantic comedy that she wanted to see, opposed to the action thriller he would have preferred. 

He bought them some sodas and some popcorn, and then they went to search the right theater in the huge movie complex. Finally they found the right one, then settled in some seats in the back row. So far there was only one other couple in the big room with them, and they where sitting all the way in the front. Soon the previews started, so they sat back getting ready to enjoy the movie. During the few movies trailers before the feature, two more couples and a single gentleman came in and found seats. The huge room, made for big masses of people, was barely occupied. 

The arm rests in between the seats could be pushed up, which made it easy for her to snuggle in his arms, resting her right leg across his left one. He pulled her close, putting his arm around her and letting it settle on her left shoulder. The movie was good and when a kissing scene would come up, he would lean over to her and kiss her deeply, sliding his right hand up and down her thigh. Her skirt had risen up, and was almost at her hips now, giving him free and easy access to her whole lower body. It was hard to keep his hands away from her, but who was going to see them in the darkened Movie Theater? 

She was relaxed against him, her legs spread apart in her seat, with her right one still resting across his lap. His hand continued caressing her thigh, while he nibbled and kissed her neck, lightly kissing her earlobe, then moving down to her shoulder, then back up towards her neck and ears. She was getting aroused, he could tell by her pressing her leg against his, and by her rising hips that met his hand on her thigh. He slowly kissed his way to her mouth, tracing his tongue around her lips, teasing her tongue with his, but not fully kissing her mouth. He kept on kissing and feeling her till he heard a small moan escape her mouth, then he fully and deeply kissed her.

Their kisses where passionate and sensuous. His hand still lingered in her lap, now moving upward, across her panties, where he could feel her arousal and wetness. Gently he traced her lower lips through the silken underwear, then he found her little nub and applied some pressure. Not very hard, but enough to make her hips move up and press against his hand on her mound. Soon her lower body moved with his hand as he kept applying pressure on her clit once in a while and feeling her through her panties. Pushing the fabric aside, he slipped one finger inside her waiting hole, while his thumb found her clit without the fabric covering it. 

Slowly he began stroking her, feeling his way around her pussy, then back to her clit, while one, then two fingers slipped in and out of her. Her moans where getting louder now, and his kisses hardly kept her quiet, but the movie was loud and with so few people there, he doubted anyone could hear her or even care if anyone would hear them. 

The fabric of her panties was getting in the way of his hand, so she lifted her hips up so that he could slide them off. Tossing them beside him on the seat, his hand returned to caressing her most intimate spot, while his lips found hers again to kiss her deeply.

Without the panties hindering now, he could move more freely around her lap. His hand covered her whole mound, slightly pressing against it, holding her whole sex in his hand. Her breathing was labored, and he could tell she was very turned on. He slipped two fingers inside her again, pushing them deep inside her, then slowly pulling them back out. His thumb found her engorged clit, gently he applied pressure to it, and then he started stroking it. Circling around the hardened nub, then flicking his thumb across it, back and forth in the same rhythm as he fingers pumped in and out of her wet hole. 

Her head rested on the back of the chair, her legs where spread wide apart and her back was arched upward. His right arm was still around her, and slowly he opened the buttons of her blouse, pulling it out of her skirt, so her breasts where in front of him, encased in her silky bra. Bending his head forward he kissed the nipple of her right breast through the fabric. It hardened instantly. Slowly he started running his tongue across her nipple, drawing circles around it, but never fully touching it. He kissed her whole breast through the thin material. Her moans where loud now without him kissing her, but neither of them cared. Slowly he flipped the bra down, exposing both of her breasts. While his lips and tongue pleasured one breast, his other hand covered her left one, gently rubbing and massaging it.

He could tell that she was very excited by the way her hips moved with his hand in her lap. Her wetness was seeping in the chair underneath her and coating his hand. He increased the speed of his fingers pumping in and out of her, then concentrated more on her clit. Flicking and stroking his thumb across it, making the little nub even harder. His mouth abandoned her breasts, returning to kissing her; he tried to stifle her loud moans. By the way her vaginal muscles started contracting around his fingers inside her, he could tell that she was getting close to climaxing. Waves of pleasure washed through her body, her hips where bucking up and down, her back formed an arch and she was almost screaming out her orgasm. 

He continued rubbing her gently, till her climax had subsided, kissing her on the mouth and neck. Soon he could feel her relax against him, then she broke the kiss and smiled up at him in the darkness. She sat up in her chair, pulling her leg back from across his lap, then sat on sideways on the seat to face him.

Leaning forward she searched for his mouth, both of her hands finding their way into his lap, stroking the hard erection in his jeans. Slowly she eased the zipper down, then opened the button, reaching inside his boxers to search for his hardness. Encasing his shaft with both of her hands she held it, while slowly rubbing her thumb across the tip of his dick, spreading the pre-come that had collected there all around. Her kisses stifled his moans as she slowly began to massage his shaft, her soft hands feeling like velvet on his erection. Breaking their kiss she bend over his lap, gently kissing the head of his dick, then taking it into her mouth she slowly starts to suck. Leaning his back against the chair and closing his eyes he gives into the pleasure of having a blowjob. Her rubbing hands and sucking mouth make him cry out in pleasure, but right before he is getting ready to climax she stops, then lifts her head up to smile at him broadly in the darkness. 

Hiking her skirt up even more, she gets up and sits down on his lap, her legs kneeling on either side of him. Reaching in between their legs she takes his hard penis into her hands, then slowly guides it towards the opening of her still soaking wet pussy. Not being able to hold himself back he bucks his hips up and plunges deep into her wetness with one smooth move of his pelvis. Resting her hands on the back of the chair, she starts to move up and down, moving her hips forward a bit, so with each push his hard shaft is rubbing against her clit, increasing her pleasure. Grabbing her ass and squeezing her buttocks gently he moves with her, going inside deeper and deeper with each move. Her still bare breasts pressed against his face, he reaches his tongue out to capture one of her nipples in between his lips to suck and lick it again.

Both of their moans are very loud now, and without intention or even knowing, they attracted the attention of the few other people in the movie. The three couples smiled knowingly at each other and knew they would do the same if the had the guts and/or be younger and the single man was very busy with his own self, getting more out of the admission of the movie what he bargained for. 

Riding him hard, she continued to press her breasts against his face, with him alternately sucking and licking both of them. Her eyes where closed now, and her head thrown back, her long hair cascading down her back, her hands holding on tightly to the back of the chair, while she moved up and down rapidly. His shaft rubbing her clit with every move, getting her more excited and closer to orgasm. Feeling her pussy contract around his hard dick, he couldn't hold back any longer and shooting his semen inside her with a loud groan he climaxed. As soon as his hot come hit her insides, she came as well. Screaming out her pleasure for everyone in the theater to hear.

Slumping forward against him and breathing hard against his chest, she slowly came back down from her powerful orgasm. Sitting up a bit, she searched his mouth in the darkness for a long, deep, passionate kiss. Then she got up, straightening her skirt and blouse, as he got up as well, zipping up his pants. Just then the movie was over, but instead of everyone leaving the theater quietly talking about the movie they'd just seen, everyone turned around and looked up to the last row, clapping their hands and smiling up at the now very embarrassed couple. 

Smiling at each other, but very blushed and flustered they left the theater, knowing that they had provided most of the entertainment during the movie; but not knowing the very surprised look of the cleaning crew when they cleaned that night and found a pair of panties stuffed in between the seats of the last row. If the cleaners would have asked the man sitting up in the projection booth, he could have answered their silent questions.



At the Movie Theatre



I just didn't feel like working that afternoon, so around lunchtime I started complaining about a stomach- ache and said I was going home to bed. There were three other pharmacists in the store that day, so I figured they could do without me. I was driving down the Federal Highway when I passed the mall and saw the foreign movie theatre had a Japanese picture that I wanted to see.

I knew I could never see it at night. Susan, my fiancée, hated foreign films. She said the subtitles gave her a headache. So mostly we just sat around at night in her apartment and watched television until eleven o'clock when I went home and she went to sleep. We still hadn't had sex, because we had decided that we both wanted to be virgins on our wedding night. And that was fine with me. I'm not one of these gross guys who can't control themselves, and would be tearing at her clothes. Not at all. I was perfectly satisfied to wait. I know you think it's funny that a twenty-five year old guy with blond hair, blue eyes and a nice build is still a virgin, but I believe sex should only be used as an expression of married love and for having a child.

The parking lot at the mall wasn't crowded, so I was able to get a spot right near the theatre. I locked the car door and walked over to buy a ticket. Then I went inside. At first I couldn't see, having come in from the sunlight. But as my eyes became accustomed to the dark I could see the theatre was pretty empty. "Great," I thought. "no one to bother me. I can really concentrate on the picture." I walked down to the third row (I like to be close) and took a seat in the middle of the row. There was no one within ten rows of me. That's the way I like to see a movie. 

I was just getting into the film, when about twenty minutes later, this guy comes in and walks down to the third row, and damned if he doesn't walk into the row and sit down right next to me. With a thousand empty seats in the theatre, he decides to sit right next to me. Great. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. He was a really big buy, about 6 feet 3 inches. I was only about 5 foot 10. He was wearing some kind of uniform. I didn't know what it was, but it wasn't just a shirt and a pair of pants like I was wearing. 

He was massive and powerful looking, and I felt a little overwhelmed. Big strong legs, strong muscular arms. You could see the muscles because his shirt sleeves were rolled up. He was a handsome guy with a head full of thick red hair, which you could see was a great color even in the dark theatre. He seemed totally oblivious to the fact that we were sitting next to each other and he seemed to be concentrating on the picture. See. You can never tell. To look at him you would never have suspected that this guy would be interested in Japanese films. He was the kind of guy you would think would buy tickets to a movie like Charley's Angels, with those three hot girls and all that action-adventure stuff.

I went back to concentrating on my Japanese movie, when about ten minutes later, I felt something pressing against my leg, slightly. I looked down. It was his leg. Well, he was a big guy and I guess he needed a little extra room, and he probably didn't even realize his leg was touching me. I decided to just ignore it. 

Little by little I became more and more conscious of that leg. Was he pressing harder, or was it my imagination? I moved my right leg a teeny bit, until I couldn't feel his leg any more, and went back to watching the movie. About five minutes later, I felt it again. Could it be that this wasn't an accident? Why would somebody do that? Did he want to rob me or something? I began to get a little nervous. At the same time, I was getting other strange feelings. I could feel my heart beating a little fast, and there was a little film of sweat on my forehead. My throat started to get dry, and I gave a little cough. When I coughed, his leg really started to press against mine. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to get up and move. That would really be impolite. I would just continue to sit there and try to ignore the pressure. 

I started to sweat a little more and I could feel my penis getting stiff. Terrific. In the middle of a Japanese movie sitting next to this big guy, I had a tremendous urge to jerk off, which obviously I could not do just at this moment. I peeked out of the corner of my eye again, and I thought the guy was looking down into my lap at my stiff prick pressing against the fly of my pants and, I guess, making a noticeable bulge there. 

Then, a really strange thing happened. His leg started moving against mine. Not just resting now, but really moving, up and down massaging the side of my right leg, pressing harder and harder. My throat was so dry, and my penis was practically bursting. I furtively turned my head slightly and gave him a quick glance. He turned his face toward me for a second and gave me a big grin. I smiled back, because I didn't want to seem rude and unfriendly, and went back to trying to watch the movie. Good luck. How can you watch a Japanese movie, when somebody's leg is moving up and down pressed against yours? A big, tall guy about 40 years old, and so good looking, not that I cared about that.

This went on for another ten minutes or so. I thought I was going to die right there in the movie theatre. Suddenly, something else happened. His hand grabbed mine and brought it over to his lap and put it down on what I could feel was his hard cock inside his rough pants. He kept his hand on top of mine and kept moving my hand back and forth on his lap. I didn't know what to do. I didn't dare look at him. I tried to pretend that I was concentrating on the movie and didn't really know what was happening to me. Out of the corner of my eye I could see he was also watching the film, and smiling again. It was a mean kind of smile, not a happy kind of smile.

What was under my hand seemed like a monster. It was hard to tell without seeing it but it felt very long and very thick. I was wondering how thick it really was, but I just kept my hand flat. I didn't want to close my hand around it or this big strong masculine guy might think I was queer or something. I just kept trying to measure it in my mind. 

"Great picture, isn't it?" he whispered in my right ear.

"Yes. It's really good." I answered quietly but hoarsely. My throat was getting drier and drier. I was afraid I was going to choke. Too bad I didn't bring my little bottle of spring water, which I usually carry.

"It's going to get even better," he whispered.

"Is it?" I asked naively. "Have you seen this before?"

He didn't answer me. He just laughed. I was puzzled.

This went on for a few more minutes, with his hand moving my hand around in his lap, feeling his hot cock through his pants, then he put his right hand over mine and moved his left behind my back, grasping my left arm. "Come on," he said. "Let's go." He stood up, lifting me with him.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Someplace nice," he answered.

"But what about the movie? I didn't see it all."

"You can come back and see it tomorrow. Right now, we've got better things to do."

I didn't know what could be any better than a movie, but he was sort of forcibly dragging me up the aisle with his arm around my shoulder, while I kept turning my head trying to look back at the screen. 

"Forget the damned movie, you moron. Let's go," he hissed. 

I didn't answer. I just kept letting him pull me along. Towards the back of the theatre some old guy gave us a funny look, and my new friend smiled at him and said quietly "just watch the fucking movie. Okay?" The old guy nodded and turned his eyes back to the screen. 

He dragged me out into the sunlight and I tried to shield my eyes. Near my car, I saw this great big eighteen-wheel truck parked, and we were heading toward it. I realized he must be a truck driver, and this must be his truck. I had never been in a big truck like that, and I was kind of looking forward to climbing up and sitting in that high seat, but we were headed towards the back of the truck. Still holding me, he lifted a bar and swung open the big door. "Climb in," he said as he shifted his other hand under my ass and boosted me up into the back of the truck. It was empty back there. There was only a great big soiled-looking mattress on the floor. He pushed me over onto it harshly, pulled the doors shut, and lit a lantern he had back there. He stood over me, grabbing my hand again and putting it right back on the fly of his pants, and kept moving my hand up and down, slowly, looking at me. Just looking at me. Staring into my eyes. 

"Get on your knees," he ordered. I did what he said. "Now, why don't you pull the zipper down," he added. "Go ahead. Do it!" I didn't think I had any choice in the matter, so I obeyed. This was really embarrassing. 

"What do I do now?" I asked.

"You don't know?" he asked back.

"How would I know?" I asked again.

"You really are a little dunce, aren't you?

"I guess so." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Why don't you start by opening my belt, you little asshole?" He wasn't being very nice. "Now, just lower my pants down to the floor. Okay?"

"Okay," I said following his orders. He was standing there looming above me with his strong legs in front of me, and his short white underpants. He grabbed my head and pressed it against his groin. I sensed a warm muskiness, as he rubbed my lips and nose back and forth against that lump, and I was starting to get excited. I don't know what was making me so excited, but I was. 

"You see my under shorts?" he asked. I looked up at him and nodded. "Take your little hands, and roll them down my legs."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Do it!" 

I did it, and right there in front of my eyes is this enormous penis. About 11 inches long and as thick as my wrist. I swear.

"Kiss it," he demanded.

"Kiss it?" 

"Just do it!" Again, I followed his instructions and started kissing around the head of his big penis, as he pressed my head into it.

"Use your tongue," he ordered. "Lick it, guy." I started licking it. It was kind of an interesting experience. As I was licking it, I was getting off on the heat of it and the taste of it. This was something different than I had ever done. I brought one hand up, and grasped the gigantic instrument firmly as I was licking around it. He maneuvered around so that his hug balls were in front of my mouth, and he forced my mouth over one of them. "Yeah. That's right," he groaned. "Suck my goddamn balls, you little faggot" I cringed when I heard that word, but I didn't dare pull my mouth away. "Yeah, run your hot tongue all around my balls. That's it. That's right. Oh, man. That's so fucking good. Suck those balls. Do the other one. Go ahead. Oh, yeah I fucking love this. Suck, suck, suck, baby. You really know how to get your daddy off, don't you?" He tilted my head so that my eyes flashed up into his, as he smiled. I nodded, as I continued to suck on his juicy balls.

"Now, back to my cock, baby. He pulled my head up towards the point of what he was calling his cock. "Now open your mouth big, sweetheart, and let daddy put that inside. Okay?"

"Okay," I whispered and than opened my mouth as wide as I possibly could as he slowly eased the big thing over my tongue and towards the back of my mouth.

"That's it, honey. Now you're doing it. You like it?" I wanted to answer yes, but I couldn't talk with that big thick thing filling my oral cavity, so I just made strange little noises as I slurped away. He was moving my head backward and forward on the big rod, and each time, he sneakily pushed it in a little bit deeper than before. I have a little bit of a gag reflex and I was starting to choke.

"Too deep for you?" he asked. 

"Yes," I tried to answer, not very successfully. 

"You'll get used to it," He assured. And he held it in place in my throat without moving for almost ten minutes. Then, slowly he started moving again, getting it deeper and deeper. I was really choking on it, but I was taking it. He did something with the position of my head and neck, and shoved almost the whole thing down my throat. I gagged, but I recovered. I could feel his big knob hitting the back of my throat, and I know this sounds crazy, but I was kind of pleased with myself for being able to do this trick.

"Suck on it, baby. Suck on it," he urged. With the front of my mouth I tried to make sucking motions on the shaft, as the tip was buried down my throat. He fucked my mouth for about ten minutes, moaning and groaning. "Oh, yeah, honey. You do that so good. You know how to make your man feel real good. Don't you?"

I made more mouth noises, as the saliva spilled out of my mouth all around his fantastic stick.

"I know what you want," he said. "You want me to shoot my big thick hot load of cum right down your gullet, don't you?"

I looked up at him, a question in my eyes. I hadn't thought of that.

"Oh, yeah. That's what you want, all right. Daddy knows what his baby wants. You want that whole hot load running down your little throat into your belly. That's what you want." He paused for a moment, still fucking my mouth. "But I don't think we're going to do that." Slowly he withdrew the enormous pole from my mouth. "Can you guess what we're going to do?" he asked.

"No," I admitted. "I don't know."

"Daddy's gonna fuck his little baby, okay?"

"What do you mean?" I asked warily.

"Daddy's gonna stick his big thick cock up your tight little ass, okay?"

"I don't think so," I mumbled nervously.

"You don't think so---what does that mean?"

"I can't do that. That thing is way too big," I answered. 

"It's not TOO big," he said. "Between the two of us I know we can get it in."

"No, I can't" I insisted. I tried to get up. "I'm not going to do it," I said.

"Oh, yes you are," he said pushing me back down."

"I'm not going to do it," I said again. Suddenly he smacked me across the face. A hard smack. 

"You're going to do it, all right. Or else I'm going to hurt you. I'm going to hurt you real bad. You understand me?"

"Yes," I answered. I felt a tear rolling down my left cheek where he had slapped me.

"Get up and take off your pants," he said. "That's right. That's a good boy." He patted me on top of my head. "Now the underpants. That's right. Get 'em off. Wow. What a nice little ass. I'm gonna really enjoy myself here." He rubbed his hand firmly and lovingly all around my rear end. "Now take off everything else and lie down," he said pointing down at the mattress. I looked nervously at his giant erection and followed his orders, lying face down on the mat, and feeling a spring digging through the material at the level of my chest. Little by little, he took off all his own clothes, and when he was completely bare, he said down on the backs of my thighs with his weapon pointing at my little untouched asshole. 

"I'm gonna make it real easy for you," He said. "Daddy's gonna give his little guy a lot of pleasure. You don't even know how much you're gonna love this, honey." 

I sobbed slightly, knowing very well that he was going to rip my guts and that I would be in agony, and would probably have to go to the hospital. And how would I explain this? I ran into a doorknob???

He reached over and pulled some stuff out of his pants pocket. There was a tube of KY Jelly. I know what that is. I'm a pharmacist. It's used for lubricating the internal mucous membranes of the body. He opened the top and I could hear him slathering it all over his big dick. Then I had this funny cool feeling in the center of my being. Cool, but also warm. His hot finger was easing the cool gel gently into my asshole. A little bit at a time. First the tip of the finger, then the knuckle –then more gel, and the whole finger sank in and moved back and forth in my hole. I couldn't help it, but I moaned a little—it was starting to feel nice. "How's that, baby? You like that?" he asked. 

"It's okay," I answered, not wanting to appear too enthusiastic.

"Just okay?" he asked slyly. And now I felt a second finger join the first. I decided to just lie there and let him have his way. Two fingers. Back and forth. Back and forth. Now three fingers. Back and forth. Back and forth. Working his hand around to gently enlarge my anal opening. Then I felt his pinky finger slide in also, and he just kept rotating his hand around, spreading the sphincter muscle. Working it open, working it open until in would be big enough to take his crazy sex organ. I moaned a little more, and starting rotating my ass around his fingers. Trying to take more and more. Was my ass enjoying this? Then slowly he withdrew his long digits from the cavity and I felt a blast of empty air for a second. But only a second. Because right away I felt the tip of that big monster, pressing slowly at the door, seeking entrance into my hitherto pure body. It pushed and it pushed trying to ease into the hallway, then something happened and the very tip of the head got in. But he wasn't going to stop there. No way. More pressure. More pressure. Then more of the head was in, then more—then oh, my god, the whole enormous head of his dick was inside of me. And it hurt like hell. 

"No," I screamed. "It hurts. Take it out."

"Sshhh," he soothed. "Daddy's just gonna hold it in this spot for a few minutes until baby's ass get used to it. Okay?"

"It hurts," I cried. "Oh, it hurts."

"Sshhh. Sshhh." He patted my cheek with tremendous tenderness and even bent his head down to lick my ear. While this was happening, my head which was turned to the side saw his hand reach out and grasp a little brown bottle. I heard him opening the bottle above my head, and then his hand with the bottle was down in front of my face, pressing the bottle into my left nostril as he closed off my right nostril with his other hand. "Sniff it in," he said. Then he switched and did my other nostril. 

I felt a hot flush. My whole body was bathed in a warm glow, and my mind was off somewhere, and my whole consciousness was centered on the delicious warm plug in the center of my asshole. He felt me relax and eased more of it inside me. Then he gave me another two-nostril hit from the little brown bottle, and ecstatically I felt the whole machine glide easily inside me. He started with a gentle to and fro motion, grinding his body against my buttocks as his big balls hit against mine on the downstroke. I was moaning and moaning, discovering the most incredible sensations that my body had ever experienced. "Oh, god. This is wonderful. What joy! What Joy! Fuck me! Fuck me" I thought, but I didn't say it. I just didn't want him to know how much I was loving this.

I felt his movements start to speed up, and now he was pounding into me. His tight belly resting on my asscheeks and on the small of my back as he hunched and hunched his powerful thighs, digging his cock into my body deeper than you would have thought possible. "Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my ass, daddy. Fuck your baby's ass. I want it. I want it. I want all your hot load deep inside my ass, running down into my intestinal tract. Come inside me. I want your hot cum in my ass. I want it! I want it! " This time I didn't just think it. I said it out loud as I was screaming in pleasure, that big thick dick scratching the long itch all the way down my asshole.

"You want it? Well this time you're gonna get it. Your gonna get my big thick hot load all the way up your tight little asshole." And with that he slowed down a little and really started to hunch his hips, grinding himself to completion. What heaven. I swear I could feel his whole big thick cock swelling even more, inside my body, and then I felt blast after blast of hot male juice shooting into my canal. I squeezed my asshole down on his rod to milk it and get every drop that was in there, all the time gasping for breath and even sobbing a little. I guess all good things come to an end, and bit by bit I felt that magnificent hammer withdraw itself from my body as it lost it's incredible rigidity. As he pulled his thick needle from my rear end, suddenly I felt a spasm, and all of a sudden, quite unexpectedly, my own measly little load of cum, dribbled pitifully out of my average size semi-hard dick, making yet another stain on the—all right let me say it---on the already filthy cum-stained mattress. 




At the Movie Theatre



"Did you like that? Did baby like daddy's big dick?" he asked, in a sneering kind of way.

"It was okay," I answered. I really didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much I loved it. That this was the best thing that had ever happened to me in my whole life.

"Get dressed," He said crisply. I began to put on my clothes, and he put on his. He was just about to open the back doors of the truck and put me out, when I reached into my pocket and dug out a small pencil and a piece of paper. I quickly scrawled something and tried to hand him the slip of paper.

"What's this?" he asked, not taking it from me.

"My name and phone number."

"What for? " he asked.

"Next time you're back in town, you can call me."

"Why would I want to call you?"

"Well, in case you need somebody to fuck," I answered humbly.

"Boy. If I need somebody to fuck, all I have to do is go to the movies." And with that he opened the back of the truck and got me out into the parking lot. He jumped down himself and closed the back, walked to the cab, opened the door, hopped up and drove off as I stood alone in the lot looking longingly after him. I wondered if I should buy another ticket for the movies in the hopes that another hot trucker might come along and press his hard leg firmly against mine. 



At the Movies



We've gone to the movies in the middle of the week, hoping to have some time alone together. You away from your parents and me away from my wife. We go into the theatre holding hands, waiting for our eyes to adjust. It turns out there are only a few people seeing the movie. A couple near the back and 3 guys down near the front. We decide to sit off to the side about halfway down.

We sit down and I place my arm around you while you lean your head against my shoulder, your hand resting on my thigh. Soon the lights go down and the previews start. We’re watching but I keep thinking about your hand on my thigh. My cock begins to stir as you lazily rub my thigh and leg. My cock grows harder and you notice. Soon your head is pressed harder against me as your hand travels towards my cock. You turn your head and begin to kiss my neck and the side of my face. I turn into you so I can feel your lips on mine. Our lips touch and we hungrily begin to kiss; our tongues playing with each other. The movie is soon forgotten as we kiss and grope each other. Your hand keeps rubbing at my cock while my hands reach up under your tank top. As my hands find your tits you let out a garbled moan, our kissing the only thing keeping it quiet. I begin to work your nipples with my thumbs while squeezing your tits. Your moans get louder and you begin to claw at my zipper. You pull it down and start to push my shorts off. Finally my cock is released as you wrap both hands around it and begin to stroke it up and down. Already you can feel a bit of precum between your fingers. You pull away and drop to your knees between the seats. You run your hands up my shaft one more time before opening your mouth wide and sucking down my cock.

You begin to bob your head up and down while I place my hands in your hair. Your mouth is so wet and your tongue sooo good. You make sure to build up lots of saliva because you know I love a real wet blow job. Your mouth just keeps gliding up and down while I lay back holding your head. Finally I can’t take it any longer. I know we're somewhere public but I want you too badly. With one swift motion I lift you up, turn you around and pull your skirt up. I quickly find your thong, pull it aside and pull you down onto my lap. My cock slides into your pussy so easily as you are so amazingly wet. You whimper and lean forward and close your eyes.

I start to lift you up and down on my cock while you grip onto the back of the seat in front of you. Your body moving back and forth while my cock slides in and out. I start to go faster. Gripping your hips I pull you down hard so that my balls slap against you only to lift you up till my cock almost slides out...then back down hard. Building up speed I start to fuck you harder. You just hold on tight and keep moaning and whimpering that cute sound of yours. Suddenly you hear noise. Opening your eyes you see those 3 guys standing in the row in front of you. They have their cocks out and are jerking off watching us fuck. You’re shocked but you find that you can't tear your eyes away from their cocks...their nice hard cocks. One of the guys notices this and moves closer. He kneels down on the seat so that his cock is inches from your face. You just keep staring. I reach forward and grab your hair, pulling your head up. "Suck him baby, show him how much you love sucking cock,"  you don't react. You just stay riding my cock, bouncing up and down while this guy waves his cock in front of your face. "Suck it baby. you know you want to taste his cum" you shake your head no but instead of listening to you I just push your face forward till his cock is pressed against your lips. You clamp your mouth tight but between me pulling on your hair and him shoving his cock against your lips you begin to yield. Soon your mouth is pried open... the guy smiles and starts feeding you his cock. 

"Your a good little suck slut aren't you," he says while he starts to fuck your mouth. You mumble something but with your mouth full of his cock nothing comes out. You can taste his precum. You know you're being forced to suck this stranger's cock...and his friends cocks too, but you can't help yourself. You want it so bad even though you know you shouldn’t.  I begin to shove your head up and down on his cock while he fucks your mouth. I let go so he can control you so I can concentrate on fucking your tight little teen pussy. I start to build up speed again...fucking you hard and fast. I’m so turned on watching this guy fuck your mouth and knowing that you want him to fuck your mouth.  We can hear you moaning and whimpering around his cock. His hands are on either side of your head. Holding your head tight he's fucking your mouth hard. He begins to grunt. You feel his cock tense up and you ready yourself. His cum floods your mouth. You clamp your mouth tight wanting to savor, to taste, every drop of his cum. Watching him cum and swallow his load sends me over the edge. Slamming into you as hard as I can I finally cum. You feel me cumming in your pussy. Swallowing his cum as fast as you can and feeling my cum fill your pussy brings on a huge orgasm for you. You shake and flail and whimper while cum fills you at both ends.

You feel the guy pull his cock out. You open your eyes to see him get up and back off. Now you see his 2 friends. They are standing on either side of your head jerking off.  You watch as they tense and shoot their cum onto your face, your tits and in your hair. You turn your face back and forth to them trying to catch as much as possible, your hands offering your tits up to them as easy targets. Their warm bath pushes you once again over the edge as you feel your body explode. Falling forward you feel my arms catch you but beyond that everything is a blur. Slowly your orgasm fades and you simply lay there, cum dripping from your body as you lean against the seat in front of us, my hands gripping your shoulders.

After what seems an eternity the sounds of the movie bring you back to your surroundings. You sit up right to stare incomprehensibly at the screen. Turning to me you smile sheepishly, not knowing what my reaction to your sluttiness will be. Your mind is eased when you feel my hand slide up over your body, scooping up the cum of those 3 strangers into your mouth. Greedily you suck them clean. For the next 15 minutes we sit there silently, almost ritualistically, as we work to clean your body with my hands and your tongue. The remaining thin coat of cum on your body dries quickly, leaving a sticky, glossy sheen to your face and body. You lean forward onto me and we begin to kiss, as slow and leisurely as earlier was wild and unrestrained. Eventually we hear the closing music and to the light of the credits we quietly gather our clothes and begin to dress. Standing up and looking around we find that we are the only ones in the theatre. The 3 guys gone after unloading their cum onto you and the couple in the back…who knows. Perhaps we inspired them and they rushed home, or to the parking lot, to have their own little rendezvous.

Hand in hand we walk out of the theatre, out of the lobby, and into the parking lot. Off to the side we see the 3 guys huddled together with several of their friends, whispering and pointing towards you. You slow down to a stop and look up at me with a silent question in your eyes. I smile knowing what you want, and wanting to see you do it too. I step behind you and push you forward towards their group. 



At The Movies



Debbie felt the cold wind blowing her skirt around her legs as she and Bill hurried from the car to the movie theater. The winter was bitterly cold , and she considered herself lucky that she had Bill to keep her warm. A gust of Artic air blew in the door with them as they entered the theater.

Debbie blew on her hands to warm them up and Bill paid for their tickets. He guided her into the dimly lit theater and they selected their seats in the back row. As soon as they were comfortably situated, Bill slid his arm around Debbie's shoulders and pulled her to him. She turned sideways slightly and pressed her tits against his arm. Debbie slid her moist lips over his and they kissed for a long time.

Debbie rested her hand on Bill's thigh and wasted no time in moving it up to his already hardening cock. Bill chuckled to himself, wondering what he had let himself into by agreeing to come to the movies, especially with Debbie. 

She gently squeezed and kneaded his cock through his pants, her fingers following the whole length of it and over the head. He could feel her short quick breaths on his neck, and this excited him. Her hand continued to massage the bulge in his pants, but she made no move to unzip him.

His thoughts were in total conflict. He wanted Debbie to pull his engorged cock out of his pants and suck on it till he shot down her throat! Then again, he wanted to take it slower. He wanted to pleasure her as well. He made a move to slide his hand up her skirt, but she pushed him away. That wasn't like her at all!

"I want to suck your cock" she explained to him, grinning mischievously, "I want to make you cum." 

Bill looked around them. Hearing those words had aroused him to the point of no return. No one was paying attention so he quickly pulled on his zipper and released his cock. Even in the dim lighting, Debbie could see the purplish head. 

He moved his hand to the back of her head and guided her down to his swollen cock. She went willingly, lowering her mouth to his hardon. He sighed as her lips settled around the head. Slowly she moved down till his whole shaft was in her mouth and the head pushed into her throat. He could feel her tongue sliding all around, rapidly flicking the underside of the head.

He slowly rose up to meet her mouth as she moved up and down. Bill loved to watch her lips slide up and down as his cock disappeared into her wet, warm mouth.

What also turned him on were the little moans and whimpers coming from Debbie as she manipulated his cock. He knew she was extremely aroused as she licked and sucked him. He could imagine her cunt juices trickling down the crack of her ass and her large nipples, hard and erect. He was anxious to prove himself right. He couldn't wait to get this woman home! 

"Oh baby! I'm going to cum!" he whispered. 

Debbie immediately tightened her lips around the base of his cock, and slowly moved back up the shaft, sucking all the way. Her mouth had a way of milking his cock at the same time her tongue was licking all around. It nearly drove him insane!

As she reached the head, her lips tighened even more causing her cheeks to cave in. Then with one fell swoop she pushed down on the whole length of his cock. At the same time, Bill pushed upwards, ramming his cock into her throat, causing her to choke, just a bit. 

Then his hips started jerking as the first spurt of cum shot down her throat. She had no choice but to swallow, not that she minded. Debbie loved to swallow Bill's cum.

Debbie's mouth continued sucking his cock as she drained his balls. Bill could hear her giving his now semi-hard dick exaggerated slurps as she cleaned him up.

When Debbie sat up and looked at Bill, he could see that her cheeks were flushed and her nipples were erect. 

"Let's forget about the movie," Bill suggested, "we have some unfinished business to take care of, my dear." 

The two lovers wasted no time getting ready to leave. In the cold car, Debbie huddled close to Bill trying to get warm as he drove.

When they got back to her place, Bill showed Debbie exactly what he meant by "taking care of business", or rather she showed him. 

Debbie pushed Bill back onto the bed and within minutes, he was naked. His cock was standing straight up, at full attention!

Still dressed, Debbie straddled his legs, resting her pussy against the underside of his cock and against his balls. Her hand slid down, squeezing the shaft as she pressed it into her wet, warm pussy. Bill moaned as he realized Debbie wasn't wearing any panties. She started moving up and down slightly against his dick, causing a large drop of precum to fill the slit.

Looking directly at him, Debbie continued rubbing her pussy against his hard cock as she started unbuttoning her blouse. Bill reached up to help and again, she gently pushed his hands away.

"No touching," she said teasingly.

Slowly Debbie continued to reveal her lace covered tits, enjoying the looks she was getting from Bill.

"Fuck woman!" Bill groaned, "you're driving me crazy!"

"That's the idea," Debbie taunted.

As she slid the blouse over her soft shoulders, Bill moaned, raising his hips up causing his rigid cock to press further into her wet crotch.

Reaching behind her to unfasten the clasp of her bra, she thrust her tits at him, so close, yet so far away. He fought the urge to grab this woman and throw her on the bed and just take her! He wanted to fuck her hard and deep till he exploded inside her cunt; but he was enjoying her teasing as much as she was.

With an aching cock, Bill let her continue.

Debbie slid her bra off and tossed it aside, finally revealing her magnificent orbs. Her large pink nipples were pointing upwards, begging to be sucked. He loved her large aerolas. Bill reached up again and tried to touch them.

"I said, no touching," she laughed, playfully slapping his hand away.

Debbie rested her hands on either side of Bill's shoulders and, leaning down, she dragged her rock hard nipples over his chest. He reached around her back and pulled he down to him, flattening her tits against his chest. Her nipples poked into his flesh. 

Bill's lips covered hers, sucking her tongue into his mouth.

His hands slid down to her waist and pulled her skirt up over her head. Debbie's smooth pussy peeked out between her lacy garter belt that connected to her silky thigh high stockings.

Her wet slit rested along the length of Bill's cock, pressing it against his stomach. It was easy for her to slide back and forth because they were so slippery. Faster and faster Debbie moved along his cock. Her clit rubbed against the head of his dick, causing her to moan. All of a sudden, she moved ahead too far and when she slammed back, the head of Bill's cock found the entrance to her hot wet cunt. 

"Ohhhhhh!" she exclaimed, but she kept going, forcing Bill's cock deep inside her.

Bill was so close to cumming, he grabbed her hips and pulled her down over his cock. Debbie leaned forward a little and offered Bill her tits.

"Suck them for me! Suck my nipples hard! Suck them till I scream!" Debbie begged.

As she rode up and down on his throbbing cock, he sucked hard on her nipples. With each suck, her pussy contracted around his cock, milking his balls. Within seconds Bill blew his load inside her! Debbie's cries echoed through the room, her pussy shuddering around his spasming cock. Their bodies were trembling with pleasure.

As her orgasm subsided, Debbie pulled her tits from Bill's mouth and sat up on his cock, bringing his hand to her pussy.

"Rub my clit, while I fuck you!" she demanded.

As his finger rubbed her swollen clit, it excited her more. Bill felt her pussy grabbing at his cock again, squeezing and releasing as her cunt worked up and down the shaft. Bill rubbed her hard little nub faster, bringing this wanton woman closer to another orgasm.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh I'm cummmmiiinnnnngggggggg!" Debbie cried as Bill drove his cock deep into her cunt.

He grabbed Debbie's hips, pulling her down on his dick, grinding her clit against his pelvis. As his own orgasm reaches deep in his balls, draining him mentally and physically, the two lovers gasp for breath in each other's arms.

They lay there for a long time. Neither had the energy to speak, nor did they want to.



At The Movies



The 4-hour drive to Galena, Illinois was both relaxing and exciting for Fabiola. It had been a while since Jonathan and Fabiola had taken a break from their busy lives. Fabiola, on the spur of the moment suggested they take a 3-day holiday and find a nice secluded cabin for the weekend. As Jonathan made the reservations, Fabiola packed a few groceries into a box, enough to last the weekend and began to pack their clothes into a suitcase. Fabiola smiled to herself knowing that their time may be spent without clothing. Once everything was set, Jonathan and Fabiola took off to a lakeside cabin near Galena.

Fabiola sat back and relaxed in her seat. The smooth turns and slight curves of the road soothed Fabiola to a peaceful sleep. In her dream, Fabiola saw herself and Jonathan making love. Jonathan gently massaged and nibbled on her breasts causing Fabiola to moan, instinctively Fabiola spread her legs apart to give Jonathan access to the jewel between her thighs….not want to disappoint her Jonathan carefully caressed all of Fabiola's body. He lowered himself to her flower and stared at its unique beauty, and carefully inserted one finger and then a second finger. His fingertips became an instrument of pleasure as he dipped them deep into Fabiola's moist womanhood. Faster and faster he dipped his fingers until Fabiola arched her back and with a low moan announced her pleasure had just been released. Jonathan loved watching Fabiola's facial expressions when she had an orgasm, but even more, he enjoyed watching the physical reactions of her pussy. 

Upon watching his wife's pussy release love's nectar, his primal urge took over and replaced his fingers with his tongue. It was now Jonathan's tongue that was urgently being dipped into Fabiola's pussy. Fabiola felt like she was going to melt from the pleasure that Jonathan was giving her and following his rhythm she bucked her hips and thrust herself toward his mouth and tongue…until she found herself releasing more of her pussy's nectar in Jonathan's mouth. Jonathan raised himself up and again began to caress Fabiola, he caressed her hair, her breasts, and slowly again lowered his touch to her juicy flower. Fabiola sighed knowing that Jonathan would torment her until she had several orgasms before replacing his fingers and his mouth with his hard cock. The thought of his hard cock buried deep inside her made Fabiola tremble with anticipation and lust. 

It was then that Fabiola slowly opened her eyes and realized that she was still in her husband's car and found Jonathan's fingers were moving over the cotton panel that covered her pussy. He began to caress her inner thigh, working their way up to her pussy. Jonathan had slid her skirt up high to give himself access to her pussy; he had heard her moan as she slept and thought it would be erotic to caress his wife as she slept. Perhaps even to bring her to an orgasm while she slept. Fabiola could not contain her arousal and slid her panties off. She spread her legs open to allow Jonathan to enter her with his fingers; lucky for them their car had cruise control. Jonathan began to rub Fabiola's love button, gently at first until it grew to an aroused state, and then his touch began to quicken. Despite the lack of space, Jonathan was able to insert two of his fingers deep into Fabiola's pussy and pump them as deep as they could go until Fabiola came on his fingers. 

"Oh baby. That's it….I'm going to come" Fabiola said as her husband fucked her with is fingers. 

"Mmmm, babe, that's so fucking hot," was all Jonathan could manage to say as he fingered his wife and drive all at the same time.

Fabiola felt tingly all over as she felt herself cum on her husband's fingers, the heavily traveled countryside added to her arousal. She watched Jonathan's excited state, and thought to herself, "Why not give the truckers a little show…"

With a wicked smile, she asked her husband to recline the driver's seat just a little to give her a few more inches of room. She the slid her skirt off and smiled at her husband as she went down to his zipper and took out his hard cock and put it in her mouth. Jonathan's moan of pleasure indicted that he enjoyed her plan. She took his cock into her mouth and licked the head, just then a trucker on the driver's side began to hook his horn and yell out what sounded like words of encouragement or maybe he wanted them to stop nearby to watch or join in. Jonathan ignored the trucker, and continued to drive as best as he could. Jonathan felt his wife loving lick up and down his shaft and gently sucking his cock's head. He tried to keep his thoughts on the road but as he looked over, he saw his wife kneeling on her seat with her ass to the window and her free hand fingering her pussy. What a sight for the drivers on her side of the car. Jonathan knew that the tinted glass was not able to block out everything and he knew that the cars and trucks that drove next to him were able to view this erotic scene. 

Jonathan felt his wife moan and hum as she brought herself to an orgasm, and in return it was she that sucked urgently his cock….he felt his balls rise up as his seed quickly traveled up his shaft and into his mouth's wife. 

"Ohhh…baby….that's it…swallow all of it" Jonathan said as he held his wife's head down as she swallowed his seed. He trembled as he felt Fabiola swallow every single drop of his essence just as she had done many times, but the newness of this experience made both them experience a longer orgasm. Fabiola raised her head up, tucked her husband's cock back in his pants and rearranged herself. 

It wouldn't be too long before they arrived at the cabin. After Jonathan checked them in, it would only be a few miles to the cabin. The cabin was indeed as beautiful as it had been described. The reservation clerk gave Jonathan and Fabiola a list of events for that weekend. Although it was summer, the place looked rather empty and only encountered a few people as they walked the nature trail that led to the cabins. After unpacking the groceries, Jonathan suggested that they go into town to buy a few more things. Fabiola changed into a more comfortable denim dress and Jonathan into a polo shirt and shorts. They went into town as much to Fabiola's surprise; the movie theater was having an afternoon showing of "Gone With The Wind". 

"Oh Jon, they're showing my favorite movie over there" as she pointed to the old fashioned movie theatre. "Don't you think it will be great if we can see it on the big screen?" she asked.

Jonathan wasn't really in the mood to watch a long movie so he refused. She begged him, explaining that she had always wanted to see the classic movie in a theater, even though she had watched the movie a 100 times. Seeing how much it meant to her, Jonathan relented and took his wife by the hand and they bought tickets to the movie.

The movie theater was practically empty except for a few employees and a few movie patrons. As they walked into the theater that was showing Fabiola's favorite movie, Jonathan noticed that the balcony area was also available. Taking Fabiola by the hand, they walked up to the balcony and waited for the movie to start. The lights went dim and the old movie theater began to darken as the movie began to play on the big screen. Jonathan knew he was going to fall asleep, since he had – like his wife, watched this movie a 100 times. 

After a half hour Jonathan was completely asleep, Fabiola nudged Jonathan awake, but he closed his eyes again. Fabiola knew that he would not wake up unless she tempted him with a tastier sight than "Scarlet O'Hara."

Again she nudged her husband, Jonathan opened his eyes and Fabiola whispered in his ear "I am not wearing any underwear or bra underneath my dress." And to prove to him, she slowly unbuttoned her denim dress, revealing nothing but a tan skin.

"Do you like the way this dress looks on me or should I take it off?" Fabiola asked him. 

Jonathan could only muster a nod and with a one word gave his response, "Off."

Fabiola let her dress fall to the sticky ground and sat back down on her seat. "Are you going to sit like that?" he asked, "there are people down in the lower aisles…they can see you." 

Fabiola just gave him a sly smile and sat back down. Try as he might Jonathan, could not concentrate on the screen, but Fabiola maintained her seductive pose in her seat. As scenes from the movie continued to play, Fabiola gently took Jonathan's hand and placed it on her nipple, urging him to massage her left tit. Not needing further instruction, Jonathan massaged and tweaked her tits until both nipples were crying out for attention. Fabiola turned her body toward Jonathan, lifting the armrest that divided them. She faced him as to give him full front access to her breasts. Jonathan knowing how much his wife enjoyed his lips on her tits began to kiss and gently nurse her boobs.

"Mmmm…..that feels nice" Fabiola moaned as she felt herself orgasm ripple through her body; she then started spreading her legs to guide Jonathan's hand and fingers to her hot and wet pussy. 

Jonathan was very excited at the thought of being in a movie theater and about to make love to his wife ---- no ---- he was going to FUCK his horny wife. Just the thought alone of having someone that was seated in the rows below glance up and witness this erotic scene – brought Jonathan to an even more aroused state. He stood up, took Fabiola by the hand to stand her up and told her to "assume the position." 

"Assume the position I said!" Jonathan ordered. "I want to fuck you while you face the screen" he said.

Fabiola looked at him a little surprised so she faced the balcony railing with her legs spread apart. However, surprised was not the right world to describe the naughty sensation she felt as Jonathan caressed all of her body with his hands but forcefully pumped two of his fingers in her vagina. He pushed her upper body forward, so now she was bending at the waist, a little bit over the balcony railing. Once in the position he used his tongue and fingers to bring her to another orgasm as he licked her pussy from behind. Fabiola could only shudder and moan quietly as she responded to his touch. 

For Jonathan and Fabiola it was as if the world did not exist, even as Rhett Butler and Scarlet O'Hara drove through the burning city of Charleston, the scene between the couple was hotter than the one projected on the screen. Jonathan raised himself, unzipped his shorts and took out his hard cock and rammed it into his wife. 

"Ohhh god yes…mmmmm," she let out a loud moan as she felt her pussy stretch over his cock. 

With a slow teasing pace, Jonathan pulled out his hard member then slowly re-entered his wife's hot cave. Suddenly Jonathan looked to the screen and watched the actors in the movie kiss passionately; as he watched the movie scene unfold he began to quicken his pace, shoving himself deep inside Fabiola. He knew she was close by the way she was arching her back toward him. He slowly kissed her back as he drove his cock deep into her. In unison they came, Fabiola letting out one final loud whimper, released her nectar on her man's cock. Jonathan entranced by the warm nectar that covered his cock, gave one final thrust to unload his creamy white seed. 

For a few minutes they were still connected as if they were one body. Both hot and sweaty from their erotic moment, they kissed each other one more time before they separated their bodies. Still in that sexual trance they dressed and sat back down until the end of the movie. As they walked out to the lobby of the theater, the kids behind the refreshment counter gave them a look. 

And much to their surprise heard one kid say to his friend, "We should open up the balcony more often; you know we'll always get a chance to see someone get fucked up there." 

"Yep…" the other replied, "there's always one couple that ends up rockin' the balcony." 

The teens smirked as Fabiola and Jonathan walked by the concession stand. She knew they were talking about them so Fabiola turned toward the kids and gave them a sexy wink.



At the Movies



The tension had been mounting for days. Finals were starting next week and I hadn't put in nearly the time necessary to do an even halfway decent job. But there were other tensions a well. I'd been dating this new guy for about a month. We hadn't been out more than five or six times, but it was something entertaining on the weekends. Only, it was one of those relationships where I kind of knew it has no chance of going to the next level. 

Back then I had a clear cut idea of what you were supposed to do if you didn't feel "it" about a guy. That meant we had spent a lot of time making out and making a mess out of my panties, but nowhere near getting the release that I desperately needed. Looking back on it – I'm not sure I even knew I needed release, I just knew that the tension was building. It's not like I was repressed or uptight about sex. I remember having incredibly vivid fantasies about professors in my classes. I went to the local nude beach with my girlfriends, it was just that I had certain rules about sex. 

The various stressors were culminating to the point where just I needed to get out. There was always a good midnight movie at this theater near the school. When it wasn't showing the Rocky Horror Picture show it had something equally as offbeat. I still remember the movie from that night – Caligula. As a single woman I hesitated when I realized that it was an X-rated film. But this was an art movie house. I was a brazen young woman and off I went. 

I took a spot near the back (OK, it was so I wouldn't be seen by anyone I knew. I was brazen, but I wasn't completely comfortable with my sexuality either...) I took the seat there because the only other person around was a woman. I gave a quick look her way and saw her to be a kind of a plain, studious looking girl with almost nerdy glasses. I sat three seats down from her in the same row thinking that it was a very safe place. 

It was no more than five minutes into the film before I realized that something was going on. It was one of those out of the corner of your eye realizations. Maybe it was just that I was more alert that normal since I was nervous about the movie. But she was definitely fidgeting. I was very curious about her movements but absolutely terrified of looking over at her. 

I spent about fifteen minutes periodically adjusting myself so that I could get a quick peek at what she was doing. I slowly was able to piece things together. She has a heavy coat on that she had now let fall off her hips exposing the bare skin of her thighs. One hand was resting more than halfway up her thigh and seemed to be moving ever so slowly. I clearly remember the nervous, almost queasy way I felt. Let me tell you. The thought of what she was doing in that darkened theater was causing my heart to pound uncontrollably. I knew was turned on. I could feel the warmth starting deep inside.  The only problem is that it absolutely terrified me at the same time. 

I sat there in the dark trying to get my heart beating at a normal pace. I also realized that, unconsciously, I had begun rocking in the slow steady way that my body does when its turned on. Squeezing my thighs tight at the same time to put pressure on my clit until the throbbing becomes too much. 

I made a decision, she must be more nervous about this than me. I would be bold and turn to see what she was doing. When I turned she was absolutely fixated on the screen. I could see her face dancing in the glow of the few theater lights, eyes unmoving and intense on the screen. I could also more fully see what she was doing. She was leaning back in the chair. Both of her hands were in her lap, her legs spread slightly. Two fingers were pushing in and out of her pussy while the other hand's fingers were rubbing firmly up and down over her clit. 

All I could do was stare, spellbound. There not five feet from me, a woman was openly masturbating. I was watching this incredibly intense act so closely now. I watched as the veins in her neck tightened and loosened. I watched as hand started to thrust quicker and quicker in and out. Not a sound came out of her mouth, only a slight whisper of heightened breathing and the whisper of wet flesh against fingers rose over the movie. 

Then it happened. I could see her getting closer to her orgasm. I was turned almost completely facing her by this point. My hand was in my lap at this point but only over my jeans. She turned suddenly, looking right into my face. As she moved, she threw her right leg up onto the seat next to her. 

Suddenly I could see how soaked her cunt was. Her pubic hair was glistening, soaked in her wetness. She'd pulled her fingers out, but the other hand was playing wildly with her clitoris. She continued to look at me while she masturbated. I watched as her face tightened and the moment of her orgasm ran through her whole body. It couldn't have been more than 30 seconds. I can still picture how her face changed before my eyes – the look of hunger, desperation and even a touch of fear. 

Then she was up and sliding down the aisle, coat thrown over in a hurry. I was panting, breathing so hard I couldn't think straight. I did something I've never done before. 

I got up and, although a bit weak kneed, headed for the bathroom. I went quickly to one of the stalls. I pulled my jeans down to my ankles, spread my legs, wet my fingers and put them directly on my clit. It didn't take more than 30 seconds before I was cumming practically falling to the floor with the intensity of it all. I pulled up my pants, quickly threw some water on my face and headed for the exit. 

As I've thought about this experience over the years, I'm sure I've embellished it a bit in my mind. Her body probably was not as supple and sexy as I remember. Her glasses probably made her look more geeky than the hip and retro I remember. But, anyway, those aren't the important things. What I focus on is the way I couldn't reciprocate, the way I was frozen by her actions.  

I think now how I should have pulled up beside her and added my hand to help her ministrations or at least sat next to her and masturbated until our moments came. But perhaps this is why the memory burns so bright. It's a moment of my own helplessness. It's a moment of sexual naiveté that I can never have back. 



At The Movies



Lynne was driving South on Route 414 to Lexi's apartment. She was driving her brand new 2007 silver Mustang. The girls loved Mustangs. It was really exciting for one of them to get one. So to celebrate Lynne's new car they were going out. First, they were going to a popular bar and grill in the next town. They would have a few drinks there to celebrate and some dinner. After dinner they were going to see a movie that had been out for a while already. They had been wanting to see it, but had no time. Lexi was busy with her two jobs and Lynne was busy with her one job. She was working a lot of overtime. Lynne had on a short denim skirt that was fraying on the bottom and a bright red sleeveless top that was cut very low. She had on cute, red, 3" high heels. She thought she looked pretty damn hot. Lynne was thinking about her and Lexi's first time when they were out camping the month before. She wished they had more alone time, but they were always busy these days. They were still seeing their boyfriends. The boys had no idea what had happened out there in that tent. They wanted to keep it their little secret. Lynne was thinking about how Lexi had fucked her with that vibrator. She started to feel the heat between her legs and slipped her hand up her skirt. She was stopped at a red light and started to rub her pussy. It was a good thing nobody else was pulled up next to her in the other lane. She started to moan and stopped herself. Get a hold of yourself, girl, she thought. You'll see her soon enough...

She pulled up into Lexi's driveway and smiled to herself. She went up to the door and let herself in. Lexi always left the door open when Lynne was on her way. Lynne yelled for her.  

"I'm in the shower, Lynne," shouted Lexi.

Lynne grinned and headed for the bathroom. She walked in and pulled the shower curtain back and yelled ''HEY SEXY!" Lexi jumped and started giggling.

"Hey," Lexi said. She looked Lynne up and down. "You look awesome!!!"

"Thanks...you do too," Lynne winked. She reached into the shower and rubbed her hand down her soapy midsection and down to her freshly shaved mound. Lexi closed her eyes and moaned. Lynne slid a finger between her lips and into her gently. Lexi stopped her, got out of the shower and put a towel around her. She put a hand on Lynne's cheek and kissed her hard. Lynne returned the kiss. Lexi got on her knees and pushed Lynne's short skirt up around her waist. She closed the lid of the toilet and made Lynne sit on it. Lexi spread Lynne's legs apart and started kissing her thighs. Lynne moaned and put her hand through Lexi's long dark hair and pulled. Her skin and lips were still hot from the shower she just took. Lexi flicked her tongue over Lynne's clit through her sheer red thong. She pulled it to the side and put two fingers in Lynne's pussy. Lexi reached up and lifted Lynne's shirt up and pulled her breasts out of her fire red bra. She took one into her mouth and sucked hungrily. Lexi continued plunging her fingers into Lynne and licking her nipples. Lynne's body convulsed and she let out a half moan, half scream. Lexi stopped and got up and grinned.

"Mmmmm....I've been wanting to do that for so long. I think about that night all the time. Sometimes I think of it while...I'm alone..." Lexi whispered.

"Oh my God, me too," Lynne said.

"Well, darling; let's hold off until later 'cuz I've got to get dressed!" Lexi exclaimed. She went into her bedroom and slipped on a hot pink thong and a matching push-up bra. She slipped on a short black skirt that hugged her firm ass. She put on 4" black heels which made her legs look like they didn't end. She thought she needed the high heels because she was short. She was only a little shorter than Lynne. She called for Lexi to help her pick out a top to wear. They settled on a tight hot pink tank top. Her breasts seemed to want to jump out of her top. Lynne couldn't help but stare. Lexi giggled when she caught her looking.

"Geez, look at us! You'd think we were going out clubbing!" Lynne laughed.

"Yeah, well maybe we'll do a little dancing at the bar and grill. Besides, just because we have boyfriends doesn't mean we can't look hot! You know we're just dressed up for each other anyways," Lexi winked at her.

Lynne laughed. "Let's go then, girl."

They arrived at the bar and grill at 9 o'clock. They ordered dinner and while they were waiting, they decided to do a couple shots. The bartender poured two shots of straight whiskey. The girls took them down and made funny faces.

"WOW, that was strong," giggled Lynne.

"Hell yeah. That was goooood," said Lexi. "Let's dance! Our dinner won't be done for a while."

They went out on the dance floor and danced to their favorite songs. The Pussycat Dolls - Don'cha... Lil Jon - Get Low... Fergie - London Bridges. They were dancing and watching the girls grinding against their boyfriends. They looked at each other and laughed.

"Let's show them how to dance," yelled Lexi.

Lexi turned around and Lynne put her hands on her hips. Lexi was slowly grinding her ass into Lynne's crotch. She went down and then back up slowly, pushing her ass out into Lynne's hands. Lexi looked around and caught a couple guys staring at them. She stood up straight and put her arms around Lynne's neck and swayed with the music against her body. They were dancing even closer than the couples there. Lexi forgot all about everyone else and started sucking on Lynne's bottom lip. Lynne was moaning. She put her hands on Lexi's hips and pulled her even closer. Lynne started kissing her neck. The music stopped. They snapped out of their trance and looked at each other.

"What the hell is our problem!? We're so horned up!" Lynne was laughing so hard.

"I know! Those girls were probably pissed at their boyfriends for gawking," Lexi laughed. "Let's go see if our dinner is ready."

They went back to their table. Their food had just gotten there. Lexi was eating fettuccine alfredo with chicken and broccoli and a couple pieces of garlic bread. Lynne was eating prime rib and garlic potatoes. Her favorite. They made mental notes to chew on gum after all that garlic. They washed it all down with a couple of Bahama Mamas. They were feeling a bit tingly from the shot and the mucho sized Bahama Mamas. They left the bar and grill and headed to the movie theater. It was about a 25 minute ride. They chatted about their boyfriends and recent sexual romps with them. They were going into details and Lexi was getting turned on. She reached over and put her hand on Lynne's thigh. Lynne glanced over and smirked. Lexi moved her hand up and started rubbing Lynne's pussy.

"Mmmmm...We're there, Lex." Lynne said as they pulled into the parking lot.

They got out of the Stang and walked into the theater. They bought their tickets and a couple sodas and went into theater # 2.

"There's nobody here!" Lexi said.

"Well, maybe it will fill up." Lynne replied. The previews were over and the movie was starting. There still was no one in the theater. The only person close by was the cute guy running the movie upstairs. You couldn't see him unless he was right up to the window. The girls had fun with him and waved and blew kisses at him before the movie started. About half way through the movie, the girls decided it was pretty bad.

"I'm bored Lex," Lynne sighed.

"I know. I thought this was supposed to be good. I mean it has Brad Pitt in it." Lexi sighed. "Well, I paid 8 bucks for this damn ticket. We might as well make use of this empty theater, huh?"

"Make use of it?? Are you suggesting what I think? There IS a guy up there you know, geez! Besides, we're in public!" Lynne giggled.

"Yeah, but he's not paying attention. This crappy movie probably put him to sleep. There's no one in here!!" Lexi laughed. "Come on, you were practically begging for it on the dance floor!"

"Yeah!? So were you!!" Lynne smiled.

Lexi reached her hand around the back of Lynne's neck and pulled her close. Their lips met and their tongues explored each other. "Mmmmm..." Lynne slid a hand down Lexi's tight top and bra. She pulled out one of her perky breasts. Her nipple was erect and begging for attention. Lynne pinched and pulled on it. Lexi moaned. She got up and pulled her skirt up and straddle Lynne's lap. She pulled her other breast out and they were pointing at Lynne, aching to be sucked. Lynne gripped Lexi's ass and buried her face in her breasts. She sucked on her nipples. Lexi was rubbing at her own pussy and moaning so loudly. Lynne pulled out a dildo from her purse. She had packed it before she left. (She had a big purse.) She had a feeling she would get to use it. Lexi got up and Lynne put the dildo on her lap and held it firmly. Lexi lowered herself onto it. "Ohhhhhh..." She bounced her tits in front of Lynne's mouth, begging her to lick them. Lynne bit the side of one of her breasts and Lexi yelped in joy. Lexi turned around and slipped the dildo back in her dripping pussy. Lynne grabbed her hair and pulled back. While Lexi was riding the dildo she reached under and played with Lynne's aching pussy lips. She slipped two fingers deep in. Lynne cried out and threw her head back. As she looked up she saw the cute guy upstairs in the window. He had a hand on the window and the other hand had his dick in it. He was stroking it while he was watching the girls. His dick is huge, Lynne thought. His arm was flexing with each stroke. Their eyes met. That turned Lynne on even more. She was pushing the dildo in faster and faster into Lexi's hot pussy. Lexi screamed and her muscles spasmed uncontrollably. She kept fucking her with it and made her come twice more. "Mmmmmm...God you make me crazy Lynne," Lexi whispered breathlessly.

Lexi got off the wet dildo and got on her knees in front of Lynne. She reached up and pulled Lynne's red thong off and lifted her legs up on the seat in front of them. She took the dildo and licked some of her juices off of it and then put it up to Lynne's mouth. Lynne put the whole dildo in her mouth and sucked on it while she was looking at the guy in the window. He saw her and stroked faster. His mouth was open in ecstasy, his eyes half closed. Lexi took the dildo and slid it into Lynne's pussy. Lynne threw her head back and pulled her breasts out of her top and started pinching her nipples and moaning. Lexi was licking Lynne's clit as she was thrusting. Lynne murmured, "FUCK yeah." She yelled to Lexi. "Go faster, FUCK ME..." Lynne was gyrating her hips and looking up to the window. She saw the guy was about to come. Lynne was about to explode. He started shaking and blew his semen all over the window. Lexi pushed the dildo further and Lynne screamed and came. She grabbed Lexi's hair and pulled hard. She pushed herself up and down on it faster and faster and came again and again. "OH MY GOD," moaned Lynne. Lexi collapsed in Lynne's lap. They were breathing like they had just run a marathon. Lynne looked up and the guy looked exhausted as well. He was resting his head against the glass looking down at the two girls. Lynne smiled at him and stroked Lexi's hair softly. They both got up and straightened their clothes up.

"Oh my God... was he... watching us the whole time?" Lexi whispered as she saw the guy wiping off the window.

"Yeah, he was," Lynne giggled.

"That's awesome!!" laughed Lexi. 

The girls got up and quickly ran out of the theater holding hands and laughing the entire way.



At the Movies



It's Friday evening and I'm at the local cinema. I've made myself comfortable in the rear of the theatre and while I wait for the movie to begin I watch the other people come in and settle down. It's the sneak preview, so there's no knowing which movie it'll be but that does mean there are just a few other people. 

I hear the clicking of high heels on the floor and I look up to see the most beautiful black woman enter the theatre. Her long curly hair dances as she looks around the room. Our eyes meet and she gives me a dazzling smile. I smile back feeling sheepish. As she lithely crosses over through the rows I get a good look at her body: dark chocolate colour, long lean legs and a black woollen dress that hugs her every shape and curve. She picks a chair in front of me and plops down. Her curls fall over the back of the seat, tantalizingly close, and all I would have to do is reach out and... All of a sudden she turns around and throws me another one of those magical smiles. 

"Be a sweetheart and get me something to drink."

My body responds almost involuntarily, getting out of the chair and moving towards the exit and the bar outside. It must have been the tone of here voice; totally pleasant but it made clear that it had never even crossed her mind that I would do anything other than obey. I'm halfway to the doors before my brain gets into the right gear and I ask: 

"What would you like?" 

"Oh, surprise me."

When I return the promo's have started the room is dark. I stumble my way back to her seat by the light of the screen. I hand her a small cup of coke with a straw and start to move back to my own seat. 

"Won't you sit next to me?" she says with a small, playful pout. 

Of course I will! I sit down next to her and watch as she examines her drink. Her lips cover the straw and she takes a small sip. Her eyes widen with surprise and she smiles a 100-watt smile again. 

"You little devil, you. Just the way I like it."

As this theatre has a proper bar attached, I asked the bartender to mix a bit of Safari into her drink and my heart flutters at her appreciation.

We settle in to watch the movie, which turns out to be the latest George Clooney movies. I'm not paying it much attention as my brain is buzzing and I'm slowly getting intoxicated by her scent. She must know I'm looking more at her than at the movie. I put my arm on the armrest between us and suddenly her hand covers mine and I'm electrified at her touch. She feels smooth as silk. She curls up to me and brings here face close to mine. I can feel her warmth as she whispers in my ear 

"I need you to be really quiet, kitten. Can you do that for me?" 

"I'll try" I whisper back hoarsely.

She grabs my wrist firmly and whispers: 

"No, don't try, yes or no. What will it be, kitten?" 

"Yes, yes" I manage to stutter as fireworks are going of inside my head.

"Good, you won't be disappointed" she breathes and with that she let's go of my wrist and drags one of her perfectly manicured nails up my arm. The agony is blissful and I can just stifle a moan.

"Quiet now, kitten, remember" as she drags her nail slowly back down my arm. 

She caresses my hand and gently takes hold of my little finger. She starts stroking that finger and it's as if there was a direct connection between it and my penis. I can feel every touch, every stroke on my finger as if she had her hand around my cock. She gently circles and jerks my pinkie, dragging a nail over the top or gliding her fingers up and down along the side. With her free hand, she finds her way under my sweater and starts to stroke my belly. There is nothing I can do, or would want to do, other than give myself into the sensation. Gently she coaxes me into it, with playful rubs or scratches. Finally, with a shudder and a sigh, the universe explodes into infinite pleasure as I manage to release everything and cum like I never came before. It surpasses any physical orgasm I ever had by miles and miles. 

Through half-closed eyes I see her smiling up at me. She snuggles up close and pulls my arm around her. I'm limp as my brain scrambles to get everything back on track again, but it is faced with the overwhelming power of bliss and relaxation and I savour that perfect moment for as long as I can. Here, now, with her in my arms, the world is perfect.

When the credits are rolling across the screen, I awaken out of the blissful state I was in as she grabs me by the wrist again and gently leads me to the exit. We get our coats and head outside. She moves towards a car, her car, and I say:

"Wait, I don't even know your name" 

"I know kitten, I know. But I will see you next week, won't I?" she responds and again there is no trace of doubt in here voice.

"Most definitely!"

"Good!" and with that, she gets into her car and drives off into the night, leaving me confused but delighted in the parking lot. Gods, I'm looking forward to next week! 



At The Movies



A re-written email from long ago...a fantasy never fulfilled...

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We're running late, but not for bad reasons. We've spent the entire day just enjoying each other. At about ten o'clock we decided that we needed a break and to actually go outside...besides, it is opening night on a movie we're both dying to see. We'd checked on line, and the last showing started at 10:15. You glance at your watch as we get out of the car, it's 10:15 right now. If we hurry we'll just miss the first preview. You grab my hand and lead me half jogging to the box office. I can see the excitement on your face. I makes you happy not only to be spending time with me, but also to be sharing something with me that you know we'll both enjoy, and that makes me smile. When we get into the lobby we separate...you to get concessions, me to go try to find us seats. 

I walk into the theater and grown inwardly. It's much more crowded that I'd hoped. It's dark, and I strain a bit trying to find two seats together in the light of the previews. I start a bit when I feel a hand touch the small of my back...but it's just you, a bag of popcorn in one hand and you're handing me my drink. Together, we slowly climb the stairs trying to find a pair of seats. You spot them first, taking advantage of an explosion on screen...they're on the far side in the last row next to two older teen boys who's eyes are fixed to the screen. You lead me shimmying past their knees, glancing back to make sure I'm getting by okay. You grin proudly when you see both boys eyes break instantly from the screen to watch as I scootch past them completely oblivious of the fact that my ass is at their eye level. Wanting to show me off a bit, as you always do, you sit so that you are by the wall and I am between you and the boys. You know that at my height the taller boy next to me can spend the rest of the movie pretending not to look down my tight white button up shirt. I'm looking a little slutty tonight in a short pleated skirt, with the top three buttons undone on my blouse. If I move just right you can see the pattern in the lace of my bra. It's a favorite of yours because of the way it amplifies my 36C's just right. 

We settle into the steep stadium style seats, raising the arm between us so that I can lean into you. You put your arm around my waist as the movie begins, toying with the hem of my skirt. The movie is good. We knew it would be. But no matter how into the movie I am, being this close to you, I can't help thinking about everything we'd done earlier. I absentmindedly start caressing your thigh with my left hand, and your reaction is immediate. Apparently, our recent activities haven't been far from your mind either.

Stealing a glance at the boy next to me, I move my hand further up your leg and begin slowly rubbing the front of your pants. I can feel you growing harder beneath the palm of my hand, and that turns me on even more. You're keeping your eyes fixed to the screen, trying desperately to pretend like you're just watching the movie, but your breath is coming much faster now. I quickly and quietly undo first your belt and then your fly, slipping my hand into your pants to rub you through the thin material of your boxers. My fingertips graze your cock through the front opening and I feel your cock leap beneath my hand. 

You moan quietly, I can barely hear you, but it's all the encouragement I need. I reach inside your boxes and take hold of your now rock hard shaft. I begin to slowly move my hand up and down, flicking my thumb over the head to spread the precum. The movie is only half through, so I'm in no hurry, just casually and slowly rubbing up and down, letting your excitement build up. 

The boy next to me coughs slightly, and you look nervously toward him. He's no longer watching the movie, he now has his jacket in his lap and is staring directly down at my chest where my shirt has fallen mostly open while I've been working your member. You reach over, at first thinking to close my shirt for me, but when you see the panic in his eyes you grin wickedly and instead reach down into my bra and pinch my right nipple gently, rolling it between your thumb and forefinger. I yelp ever so quietly, as you know I would, and writhe a bit in my seat. The boy's eyes are locked on your hand and you begin to laugh...that low laugh that makes me know you're doing something bad. You pull my breast fully out of the cup of my bra, squeezing and playing with it.

I stop what I'm doing making you groan with disappointment. You remove your hand from my breast and I start to cover back up. But the damage has been done. The boy whisper's a soft "no!" before he even has a chance to think, then turns away blushing. I've always been too shy to do anything blatantly exhibitionist...a habit you're trying to break me of...so you use cough to get his attention and at the same time, you pull my skirt up around my waist so he has a direct view of my bald, glistening pussy. The lack of panties tonight was at your request...

You move your hand lower, teasing my lower lips...spreading them every so often do slip one finger deep inside me. The boy next to me is staring, wrapt with attention and I can see is hand moving furiously under his jacket. I pull my shirt apart further and pull both my breasts out for him to see. My nipples stand erect, pointing right toward him. Every time you slip your finger into my sopping canal, I pinch and twist my nipples...biting my lip to stifle the moans.

Suddenly, the boy jumps from his chair and rushes to, we assume, the restroom. I sit up and slap your leg playfully and tell you how bad you are. You just laugh, saying that it is only because of my influence. The boy's friend looks at us a bit confused, he's been focused on the movie this entire time...you whisper to him that his friend is sick and that he should go check on him. When he leaves you pull me quietly towards your lap, amazingly not disturbing the people in the row in front of us.

You lift my skirt again and impale me on your hot, throbbing cock so that we're both facing the screen. If anyone happened to glance back at us, it would simply look as if we're cuddling close in a seat together. You gently place your hands on my hips under my skirt and start to rock me back and forth, sliding quietly in and out of my tight, dripping pussy. I have to bite my left hand to keep from moaning out loud. I move my right hand down to yours, entwining my fingers with yours. I start to clench them tightly, and you know it won't be much longer. I keep trying to up the speed, but you keep the pace with your hands, letting me know you're in control now. I was teasing you earlier, now it's your turn. 

You take your hand, entwined with mine, and move it forward until our fingers are on my clit. Just holding our hands there, letting the rocking motion do all the rubbing. I twist back to kiss you as the first waves of orgasm start to rush over me. The feeling of my pussy clenching around you is all you need and you explode deep inside me, our moans lost in each other's mouths. When the waves of heat finally subside, I pull away from you slightly...mostly because I need a breath. You move in and kiss me again, gently this time, and lift me off your lap, moving me back to my seat. 

You get your pants done up just as the boys come back. Exchanging glances with each other, they sit back down...this time with the friend sitting next to me...his friend's jacket in his lap. You laugh quietly to yourself and though you're slightly jealous, you remember what it was like to been a teen boy...so you let them have their fantasies. After all...you just had the real thing...and know you will again many more times.



At The Movies...



It was hot. She looked at the clock through sweat-drenched eyes. It was 1 am and it was hot. It was the kind of hot that made breathing a chore, made movement feel like swimming in hot tar, and that belonged in a rainforest. It did not belong in her apartment, and it certainly did not belong in the city on a night in late October. 

She had taken 5 hot showers so far today, and she felt if she had to take one more just to cool off, she'd get waterlogged. People are forever thinking that a cold shower is best to cool you down, but she remembered something from science class, the teacher pointed out that when you take a hot shower and step out, the water starts evaporating and cools you off. But this was too much. The last shower she had taken was 5 minutes ago, and already she was starting to sweat. 

She suddenly remembered something else; the movie theatre a few blocks away had a killer air conditioning system. 

She slipped a loose-fitting sundress onto her body and a pair of flat-heeled slippers onto her feet and went in search of coolness. As soon as she exited her apartment building, the heat and humidity hit her in the face like a solid wall. Thankfully, she had been exhaling at that moment, so she was saved from having to breathe in the thick cloying air that caused her dress to suddenly cling to her form. She wore no underwear for the simple reason that it was just too damn hot and sticky out. As she walked slowly to the theatre, she caught sight of herself in a store window. What is it about seeing yourself in a mirrored surface that causes even the least egotistical of people to stop and check themselves out? She didn't know, and she didn't care, she was too busy checking herself out in the window.

She was curvy, not too big, but nice, flared hips, strong legs, and a set of nicely sized breasts. She liked the size of her breasts, not too big, not small, but good enough for a few of her previous boyfriends to want to fondle them for a long time before moving on to the rest of her. She got to the theatre and had just enough money in the pocket of her dress to get in. It was a foreign film, subtitles and everything, but she didn't care about that, she wasn't planning on watching it in the first place. 

Amazingly, it was still warm in the lobby area. She handed her ticket to the woman at the door and stepped inside the theatre. As soon as she stepped inside, she knew she made the right choice in coming here. He skin got all goose-pimply and the cold air caused her nipples to stiffen and make two additional peaks in her dress. She looked around at the seats and saw just a few people had sought refuge here, maybe a half-dozen in all.

She made her way to her favorite place to sit in a theatre, seventh row center. She leaned her elbow on the armrest to her right and rested her tilted head on her hand, all the while, reveling in the cool air washing over her. The accents of the actors on the screen, and what she felt was a boring plot, from what she read on the screen, made her doze off for what she thought was a minute. When she opened her eyes again, 20 minutes had passed, and a strange man was sitting next to her. She knew it was a man because of the hand that was on her knee.

She followed the arm up to the shoulder of the owner of the hand and saw that it was a guy from her building. He was a nice enough guy, and he even asked her out once, but she begged off for some stupid reason. His eyes were glued to the screen as he squeezed her knee. She figured that if it gave him a cheap thrill, she'd let him have his thrill. For a short while.

She went back to sort of watching the film, almost ignoring the fact that a sort of stranger's hand was on her knee. But what occurred next brought her back to acknowledging its presence. His hand suddenly moved halfway up her thigh and squeezed. "Hey!" she yelled in a whisper, "I don't play that!" and she forcibly removed his hand. She refused to move for two reasons; the first being that it was her favorite place to sit, and secondly, she had been there first and touched her without permission.

She straightened her dress and got back to watching the movie. But then he made another move on her, he put his hand right on her dress-covered crotch and groped at it. "That's it!" she cried out loudly. "Back up off me scumweasel!" and she smacked him. He said nothing. Not an apology, nothing. He didn't even put a hand to his face to cover what had to be a quickly rising welt. He did none of these things. He simply got up, and walked away. She watched him go to the back of the theatre and sit in the last row. What surprised her even more so was the fact that no one reacted to what just happened.

Some time had passed and she forgot all about the little incident. After all, nothing really happened; he hadn't entered her or anything like that. Best just to forget it all and sit there and cool off. Although, she thought to herself, it had been an awfully long time since a man had touched her at all, let alone on her leg and between her legs. She glanced down at herself and saw that her nipples were still stiff. But she wondered if it was because of the cold air, or that she was slightly turned on by her neighbor's illicit touches. 

All of a sudden, two hands plunged down the front of her dress and grasped her tits. The hands were extremely hot in comparison to the cold she was feeling. "Hey!" she shouted. "Stop it!" and she tried grabbing at the hands to remove them, but to no avail. To say that she was in an awkward position would provoke laughter from anyone who had said it. 

You see, as previously stated, the dress was "loose-fitting" and as such, by plunging his hands down the front, the stranger had caused the shoulder straps to slip down. Further struggling caused the top part of the dress to slip down as well, leaving her half-naked and in just the right position for the stranger to do what he did next.

He removed his hands from her tits and placed them under her arms, and then, without too much warning, pulled her out of her seat and over the back of it to where he was standing. This, and her struggling, caused her dress to slide completely off of her, leaving her with nothing on but the slippers. To make matters worse for her, unbeknownst to her, her attacker had let his pants down, his cock stiffening with anticipation. He pulled her towards him and they fell into the seat behind what had been her seat. 

He grabbed hold of her tits again and fondled them for all he was worth. As much as she detested this treatment, it was having an effect on her, she was getting wet. She still struggled to get away from this man, but she did not seem to have her heart in it. Then, before she could say, or do anything else, he lifted her up again, and this time, let her down onto his very erect cock. Ass first!

Her face contorted into one of shock and surprise, for while she had experienced anal sex a few times in the past, she was not really a fan of it. So it was a bit of a shock to feel something enter her ass like this. She was surprised because as also previously stated, it had been a while. She discovered that her eyes had closed of their own accord as his cock slipped into her ass, and when she opened them to look around for help, she saw that the theatre was now empty. The film was still running, but the other patrons had left, she was all alone, getting her ass fucked and her tits fondled by some guy from her apartment building. 'All I wanted to do was to get some cool air.' she thought to herself. 'I never thought I'd get raped.' She also never thought she would be enjoying what was happening either. He breathing came in ragged gasps as the pleasure within her mounted. Her "fuck friend" as she now began to think of him had moved one hand off her left tit and had started fingering her dripping wet pussy. "Oh! Ah!" she cried as his fingers entered her.

Her hips were thrusting as though with a mind of their own, one of her free hands had grabbed hold of her left tit and began squeezing it like a stress ball. Her lips were pursed, and sounds like "Ooh" were emanating from them. 

Then she felt it. A feeling she had not experienced since last week when she accidentally hit "High" on her vibrator control, she was feeling an orgasm building up inside her. But then, the impossible happened, his thumb found her clit, and he started moving it up and down like a light switch. "Oh God!" she cried, "Don't stop! Please, don't stop fucking me!" 

Her whole body tensed, it was about to happen, for him too, because he pulled her off him, thereby letting his cock slide out of her ass, and in turn, jammed it into her pussy. He got it in just in time. She felt the spurts of his cum as she came herself. When they both reached the end of what turned out to be a mutual climax, she leaned back against his shaking body. His spent cock sort of "dropped out" of her. 

She whispered into his ear, "Same time tomorrow night?" He nodded once and then left the theatre while she put her dress back on and tried to cool back down.



At The Movies



Men will never know how lucky they are to be able to pee standing up—seriously. There're not many instances in which I would gladly change genders, but the after-movie rush for the bathrooms is one of them. While men seem to constantly be able to file in and out of the bathroom with ease (and there are never lines that spill out and around the corner), we women are forced to stand in a humiliating queue that seems to go on forever. Part of it is obvious: when you can't just open your pants and let fly, it takes longer to do your business—for one thing, there's no way you're just going to sit down on the filthy seat, so you either have to squat precariously or take the time to do a thorough wipe down and then put on one of those disposable seat covers. But another part of it is the absolute lack of consideration that some women have for other people. They'll take hours to use the bathroom, no joke, and then hog both sink and mirror beyond the reasonable amount it takes to do a quick one-over and wash your hands.

This phenomenon is much worse after popular movies.

Sucker Punch was pretty terrible. No story, hollow characters, and half-hour periods where almost nothing happens. Well, that's not entirely true, stuff happens—but it's only fluff, special effects and bad martial arts. I guess I should've known going in that I wouldn't like it, but I wanted to keep an open mind. However, there's not much I could have done: the movie was made for guys. With scantily-clad jailbait running around and performing impossible acts in impossible settings, there's no way I could enjoy it. I don't even like anime, which, if I did, might have saved me.

Needless to say, it being opening night, the theatre was completely packed. Absolutely every seat had someone in it. While the majority were guys, enough of them were able to convince their girlfriends to tag along. Cole, my boyfriend, was no exception. He managed to drag me along with the promise that he'd owe me a favour later—like he didn't owe me a ton already—and I agreed, mostly because it was easier than fighting about it.

Seeing as I hadn't had anything to eat—and we were in a long enough line anyways—I decided to do something I haven't done in forever and buy some popcorn to eat during the movie. Ever since I found out just how much fat is in that stuff—deceptive, isn't it?—I haven't touched it. (I mean, think of how much real junk food you can eat for the same amount of calories!) Alongside the popcorn came a drink—huge and imposing, like those monstrously large dicks that appear in some kinds of genre porn. Little white girl meets giant black destroyer—you know, that kind of thing. As soon as I brought it back with me into the theatre, Cole looked at it, then at me and grinned.

"You're going to end up wetting the bed if you drink that."

And he was right, too. Only, it wasn't the bed I ended up wetting.

Two hours later and I'd finished everything. All the popcorn, as well as all the drink—not even the melted coke-flavoured ice cubes remained. My poor bladder was swollen so I felt like it would burst.

"Well, what'd you think," he asked, grinning. "Did you enjoy?"

"It was all right."

Thinking about nothing but my bladder, I pressed nervously against him, like it would somehow force the mass of people slowly making their way out of the theatre go faster. We were in the middle, not the top, thank god, but there were still half the people below us, all the people in the aisle in front of us, and a few pushers from the top who managed to jump ahead in line. I knew that it would be close. If everything continued at the rate it was going, I'd barely make it to the bathroom. Maybe even see the inside of a stall. But if something happened—someone stopped to chat, or there was already a line, I was toast.

"Just all right," Cole persisted, and at that moment I wanted to hit him. And he must've seen it on my face, the tight desperation that no doubt made me look pained, grimacing and squinting my eyes, shuffling my weight from foot to foot, for he said, "Hey, babe. You okay?"

Typical: there I was, needing to pee so bad that I would, had there been fewer people around, probably popped the top of my cup and squatted down right there beside him, and he's asking me if I'm all right. I mean, do I look all right, Cole? Then again, how are you supposed to tell your thick-headed boyfriend that you're bladder's about to explode and you're about to soak the seat of your faded jeans—and make a spectacle out of both of you by crying and running out of there with your hands pressed tightly between your legs. Feel like cleaning my pee off of your seat, Cole?

"Fine," hissed through a chewed lower lip, "Just need to pee, that's all."

"That's all?" accompanied by an it's-just-one-of-those-girl-problem chuckles. "That's all?" Taking my hand, he cried, in mock gallantry, "Out of the way, knaves, my princess has to pee!"

He began to force his way through the grumbling, protesting crowd, dragging me behind him.

Mortified, and more than a little scared that the jarring footsteps necessitated by his quick pace would cause me to prematurely lose control, we actually made pretty good time and got out of there a lot faster than if I hadn't said anything. Cole, for all his faults, is pretty good at pushing me—sometimes quite literally—and getting me to speak up for myself when I have a problem. That's part of what I love about him. Seeing the bright lights outside the theatre lobby, though, I think I might have loved him even if he were old, fat, and ugly. I was sure that my bladder problems would soon be resolved, and then we could really get into talking about the movie on the drive home. But I was wrong.

Immediately visible upon exiting was the line. Dreaded, terrifying, the worst nightmare of every woman with a full bladder (and some, I suppose, with full bowels too; there's no limit to what some women will do in public bathrooms; and just thinking about it makes me shudder), it stretched out of the S-shaped bathroom entrance, around the corner and out into the lobby, obscuring the doors of the theatre directly adjacent to ours. Judging from the women I could see outside, four blondes and one brunette,—there's a disproportionate amount of blondes living in Guelph—there were probably close to fifteen people waiting for a turn.

There was no way in hell I could wait that long.

I groaned, and Cole wrapped a comforting arm around my shoulder.

"Don't worry, we'll find a throne worthy of your royal bottom!"

I really began to feel it then—the fullness, the pressure of it throbbing with each step of my foot and beat of my heart. At that moment, I would have peed in front of all the people present, lights or no lights, privacy or no privacy, if only to spare myself the shame of wetting my pants. For some reason, peeing exposed did not seem nearly as bad as wetting my pants. I mean, people have pissed outside naked for millennia, and no one saw anything wrong with it until relatively recently. Whereas, the modern human is taught as soon as they're old enough that it's not okay to use one's clothing as a toilet.

"Come on, this way."

We continued to wade through the post-movie crowds, headed, as I soon discovered, for the second tier of the movie theatre—where it was deserted and I could actually see the grey tiles of the first bend in the S-curve under the ubiquitous skirted pictogram. And I found myself thinking: thank god for small favours! But, as we approached, a final obstacle made itself known. A morbidly obese, greasy-haired, troll of a woman dressed in a Cineplex employee uniform that would have fit a silverback appeared from the shadows. She took one look at us and knew (I'm certain of it now) that we didn't have tickets—that, in other words, we didn't belong on the other side of her booth.

"Tickets, please," she snarled, glaring at Cole, then me, with so much contempt that I actually felt a little small (figuratively; I felt a lot small, physically). I shrunk against him, and he, my gallant knight, took a step forward, determined to slay the dragon. "Your tickets!" she insisted, as we drew confrontationally near.

"Listen," Cole began, squinting to read her nametag, "Mindy, my girlfriend really, really needs to use the bathroom, and—"

"Let me see your tickets."

"—well, that's the thing. We don't have any. We just came from a movie on the other side."

"No ticket, no entry."

"But my girlfriend really needs to use the bathroom. We'll be just a few minutes."

"I'll be quick, I swear."

In my mind now the tone of my voice at that moment was the same tone a little girl uses when asking her parents if it's all right if she open a single present on Christmas Eve—needy, expectant, almost certain that her request will be granted. But that troll, that ungainly bitch saw right through my teary-eyed puppy-dog act. She snarled a single, terse, NO, that was so loud a group of teenage boys standing nearby momentarily turned their attention towards us. I could feel their eyes on me, and I swear it felt like they could see right through me, see just how full my bladder was, how desperate my situation, because almost immediately after looking at us they erupted into a fit of raucous laughter.

"Please," I practically whispered, "Please, I'm begging you."

"No ticket, no entry," she repeated, and then gruffly addressed the people waiting behind us, "Let me see your tickets...."

Our audience with the monster was over.

"Come on, baby, let's get out of here, we'll find you a bathroom someplace else."

But I had retreated to a small, dark, quiet corner, beside some video game stands. I leaned against the two walls and slid slowly to a squatting position. Slowly, surreally, I was shaking my head at him, my face first a mask of disbelief and then horror so profound that he instantly knew what I was about to do—what I was doing. I'd let go without thinking about it, and at first there was no sign, not even the briefest feeling of relief. But then, oh my god, I felt the warmth. Harbinger of humiliation, it spread outwards from my groin and quickly filled the seat of my jeans (which were, thankfully enough, black denim, not faded blue or white). I groaned, placing a hand between my legs, and feeling the first of the shame tears induced by the cruelty of Mindy's refusal filling my eyes.

"Oh, Dani, tell me you're not—"

I nodded, bottom lip between my teeth, eyes wide and horrified.

"Jesus!"

Cole stepped closer—ostensibly to shield my illicit voiding from the view of passers-by, but I think part of him wanted to be sure, and I mean really sure, that I was actually pissing my pants in the middle of a crowded movie theatre. By that point the act itself was mostly finished. I'd consumed what probably amounted to two litres of pop in the span of two hours, and all of that, plus what little I'd had to drink beforehand, was now either soaking my clothes or dripping onto the dark purple carpet.

"I'm sorry."

"Dani, honey, don't."

"I'm so sorry."

I was crying then, not sobbing. The tears, like the urine, simply fell unbidden down my reddening cheeks. Cole reached out, wanting, I think, to provide comfort, succour, but unwilling to get too close—after all, what would people think if he somehow got his pants wet.

"Come on, let's go," he gently cooed. "Up you go, that's a girl," and finally he put his hands around my waist, more to steady me and prevent me from collapsing than anything else. "We'll go through so fast, no one will even notice."

But again, for the nth time that night, he was wrong.

"That lady wet her pants, look!"

The voice drew a quick shushing from his girlfriend, but not quickly enough for me to have unheard what was said. Heat from my cheeks flushed up to the tips up my ears, and the tears, which had fallen constantly, adopted a decidedly unhealthy pace as I continued to waddle towards the exit, my thighs squishing together loudly. Not to mention the fact that I was probably leaving a drip-drip-dripping trail of urine behind me as I went.

"Duuuuude! No way!"

A man—(both pimply and brace-faced) sneered to his friend, who promptly pointed and laughed. It was like a horror movie. Or rather, a high school movie. I felt like Carrie after the pig blood. The only way it could have possibly been worse would be if I had actually known them; known and gone to school with them. Then I would forever be Dani the Wetter, instead of just a faceless pair of soiled jeans. Cole stiffened, and I could tell he was about to whirl around and snarl at them, but I tugged on his shirtsleeve, again feeling like a little kid, in more ways than one, and we left without incident.

Outside was no relief, as the heat from the so-recently-spilled urine caused a small cloud of steam to follow us all the way to our car, where Cole actually made me wait while he piled plastic shopping bags on my seat! Gingerly, I sat down without a word, and remained stonily silent the rest of the trip home. Cole tried to make conversation—once in sympathy and once, to my utter disbelief, in a kind of condescending I-told-you-so, that went something along the lines of "I did say that that soda was too big for you"—but quickly shut up when it finally sunk into his thick skull that I was beyond talking and he was making it worse.

Later that night, when the sound of Cole's snores reached me in our bedroom, I found my thoughts returning guiltily to the soiled jeans and panties I'd casually tossed into the dirty hamper the moment I got in the door. For some reason, they called to me. Taking on a talismanic importance, I had this sudden need to have them with me, to hold them in my hands—if for no other reason than to banish the toddler's comment and the scornful laughter from my mind.

Rising softly from beneath the too-cool sheets, I padded quietly across the room to where my closet door, closed as always, hid the hamper and the pale yellow boyshorts within. It took me a moment or two—mostly getting over the horror of touching the damp, heavy fabric—to extract the panties from the jeans, but when I did, it was with immense relief. Hesitantly, I raised them, bunched up, to my nose and sniffed. That's when something really weird happened. I... I found myself becoming aroused, both from the smell and feel, as well as the memories associated with them. The same redness returned to my cheeks, only this time it was from somewhere else, somewhere more primal within me. I knew then what I would do. The only thing I could do to make the hurt and shame go away for every—I had to conquer it, claim for myself, make it mine.

So I did.



At The Movies



Hi, it's been a while since I posted my first adventure with my partner, Ron. I walked naked through the neighborhood to the park. Ron and I ended up having sex in front of another couple who showed up unexpectedly. 

That experience was so incredibly hot. I masturbate to if often when Ron's at work.

I never expected the response that our first adventure got here on Lit. So many nice people have emailed me and been so supportive, that I just had to write again. Ron and I read every one and I try to answer them as much as I can. A lot of people have given us good ideas to try out and so I am going to relate one here.

Ron looks over what I write but I'm not the best writer in the world, so I hope you will bear with me on that.

A couple of weeks ago, as I write this, we decided to go see a movie. Now, the funny thing is that I hadn't planned on doing anything crazy that night...but apparently, Ron had other ideas.

We got there a little late. By the time we got our tickets and popcorn...I gotta have my popcorn...the previews had already started. 

The theater has stadium style seating and when we walked in, most of the people were sitting in the middle rows. I like to sit in the center, so I was kind of disappointed. But Ron took my hand and said to follow him.

He led us up the steps to the top row by the wall. I didn't really want to sit way up there, but he said not to worry, we would be able to see fine.

We took our seats in the middle of the top row. Two guys and a woman sat in a couple of rows down in front of us. I didn't think anything of it until Ron said "This should be perfect," and he smiled that funny little smile he does when he's up to something.

When I asked him what he was doing, he just smiled and said that we should be able to see the movie perfectly from where we were.

I protested because I really wanted to sit in the center but it was pretty full. Ron looked at me and said to trust him. Well, I do trust him...he's usually right, so I just decided to wait and see.

When the movie started, I was pleasantly surprised. With our 3D glassed on, it was just as good as sitting in the center of the theater, so I was happy.

About maybe twenty minutes or so into the movie, I felt Ron's hand on my leg. I looked at him and he smiled at me. He looked goofy grinning at me with his glassed on in the dark and I giggled. He left his hand there for a while and then started massaging my leg through my jeans.

I asked him what he was doing, but he just grinned.

Finally, he moved his hand slowly up my leg and rested it on my crotch. 

"Honey," I whispered, "we're in the middle of a theater, there's people everywhere."

And there was. During the movie, several more people, couples and singles had wandered in and taken seats around the theater...although nobody sat close to us. The two guys and the woman down in front of us were engrossed in the movie.

Suddenly, I felt Ron slipping his hand down my waistband into my jeans. 

I love it when he plays with me in public. It turns me on every time, and I felt myself getting wet as he rubbed my pussy in my pants.

After a moment, he leaned over and whispered in my ear. "Spread your legs," he said. Looking around the theater, I saw that everyone was watching the movie, but I was kind of worried about getting caught.

Ron whispered that nobody could see over the top edge of the seats in front of us.

So, I leaned back a little in my seat and spread my legs wider to allow him better access to my pussy.

By now, I was dripping wet. Ron pulled his hand out, then reached over and unbuttoned the front of my jeans...then he slid his hand beneath my panties and started rubbing my clitoris with his fingers.

At that point, I shuddered. What he was doing to my pussy felt so good. It was starting to drive me crazy. And the thought that he was fingering me right there in the theater with people everywhere was so hot. It felt so naughty.

Ron slid three fingers into me and stroked the inside of my pussy with them. I was breathing hard by that point, and I moaned, without thinking about it.

One of the guys in the row below us turned his head to look up at us, as I clamped a hand over my mouth. 

I hadn't meant to actually moan out loud like that.

A moment later, he returned to the movie as Ron continued to finger me.

Ron played with my pussy, moving his fingers faster over my clit, then slower, then stopping, then speeding up. He really knows how to get me off. He took me close to orgasm and backed off, then started over again.

By then, I had all but forgotten about the movie. As Ron finger-fucked me in the seat, I pushed my hips forwards to meet his hand...wanting to cum.

Suddenly, he pulled his hand out.

"Hey!" I said, trying to whisper, disappointed.

The next thing I knew, he was tugging at my waistband. 

"What are you doing?" I said, whispering, watching the people in front of us.

"Pull your pants down," Ron said with that little grin of his.

I was shocked, glancing around the theater to see if anyone was watching. Everyone seemed to be watching the movie and nobody was paying attention to us. The thought of pulling my pants down in the theater was scary...but really wicked and exciting too.

If I hadn't have been so turned on already, I probably wouldn't have done it. But my pussy was soaked and wet and I wanted to cum.

So, I lifted myself off of the seat a bit and quickly pulled my pants and panties down to my knees, then sat back down.

I sat there with my bare pussy exposed. It felt so hot and naughty. 

Then Ron put his hands between my thighs and rubbed me. He swirled his fingers around my clitoris. It ached and pulled at me.

I've been naked outside a lot before, but up to that point, I've never exposed myself in a movie theater...especially with so many people around.

I was so turned on that it was hard to breathe.

What Ron did next was crazy.

Leaning over me, he pulled my tennis shoes off.

I looked at him, wondering why he was doing that...after all, he didn't need to take my shoes off to make me cum.

He answered me by grabbing my jeans and panties and pulling them down to my ankles.

I realized he was stripping me right in the theater.

My pussy poured at that idea but I was worried as hell.

"Ron what are you doing?" I said. "You can't take my clothes off right here, there's people everywhere!"

My voice was a little louder than I wanted it to be, and the same guy in front of us turned his head to look at us again.

Embarrassed, I slid down in my seat.

Ron put his hand between my legs and went back to work on me, rubbing at my swollen clitoris hard and fast.

It was too much. I couldn't resist him and didn't try at that point.

Then he leaned over and kissed me as he fingered my pussy. I love it when Ron kisses me...the way he pushes his tongue into my mouth. It's so sensual and hot.

He sucked my tongue and bit my bottom lip.

"Kick your pants off," he said into my mouth.

By that time, I was totally lost in what he was doing to me and would have done anything he asked...so I did.

I kicked my pants off and sat bottomless in the seat, while he manipulated my pussy lips with his fingers and rubbed my clitoris with his thumb.

I was so wet and my excitement continued to drip from me, making the seat between my legs wet.

Part of me was terrified. I mean, there I was, totally bottomless right there in the movie theater with people several rows in front of us. But part of me was so incredibly horny and turned on that I didn't care. In fact, the thought of what I was doing almost made me cum.

Ron finger fucked me in the seat and kissed me.

Then, totally unexpectedly, he grabbed my shirt and pulled it up over my head, taking my glasses with it.

"Lift your arms Shannon" he whispered, then stuck his tongue in my ear.

That's the one thing that Ron knows turns me on like crazy...and I have to say that he was definitely using it to his advantage.

I lifted my arms, watching the people in front of us, and Ron pulled my shirt right off of me and tossed into the seat next to him. My glasses fell off, but I didn't care at that point.

Incredulous, and barely able to breathe, I sat there in the theater wearing nothing but my bra and socks.

It was totally insane.

My nipples felt like swollen pebbles in my bra and my pussy was on fire.

Suddenly, the other guy in front of us coughed, and I jumped...and slid down in my seat.

"Ron," I said, worried, what if they see me?"

He smiled and rubbed my pussy.

"Don't worry," he whispered, "they can't."

The movie was pretty loud and as I looked around, I saw that nobody was looking.

I relaxed and spread my legs with my feet on the back of the seat in front of me.

Ron moved his fingers in and out of me, driving me crazy as I slouched in my seat...breathing hard. I was so excited...the whole thing was totally insane.

"Take your bra off," Ron whispered. Taking his glasses off, he kissed my neck with soft little kisses...another thing that drives me wild.

I was nearly naked anyway. But the thought of taking my bra off was more exciting than I can tell you.

Sitting up in my seat, I reached behind myself and unhooked it. Then Ron pulled it right off of me.

My breasts, now bare, hung in front of me. If anyone in front of us would have turned around, they would have seen me.

My nipples were so hard and swollen.

Looking down, I saw myself naked in the light from the movie. I couldn't believe what I was doing. It was so dangerous. My pussy gushed wetness and I knew Ron could smell it.

I'd never been totally naked in a movie theater before.

Looking around the theater, I saw the people all watching the movie, and sat straight up, exposing my breasts longer than I should have.

Anyone could have turned and seen me at any moment, but that idea made me so horny that I probably wasn't thinking straight.

I love the feeling of being naked in public. Especially when I am the only one naked. But to be naked in a movie theater full of people is a feeling that I just can't fully describe. My nipples were so hard they hurt and my pussy itched, ached and throbbed between my legs.

I could have been caught at any moment and that feeling was driving me over the edge.

After a moment, I slid back down in my seat and pulled my socks off. I wanted to be totally naked.

Leaning back, I spread my legs and put my feet in the spaces between the seats in front of me...realizing that anyone would be able to see my bare feet.

By that time, Ron had his cock out and was stroking it, looking at me.

Watching him beat off next to me, I bent my knees, put my heels on the edge of the seat and went to town between my legs.

I rubbed myself hard and fast, watching Ron stroke his cock.

It was getting difficult not to moan, but I tried by biting my bottom lip...but I found myself moaning anyway.

I looked down at myself and saw my big tits bouncing in front of me as I masturbated. My naked body was bathed in the light from the screen...it was all too much...and I fingered myself to the edge of orgasm, then slowed down. I wanted that feeling to last as long as possible.

Ron leaned in and kissed me again. Then he whispered in my ear. "Rub your pussy Shannon" he said. "Play with yourself, masturbate for me right here."

I almost came at that and had to stop myself.

Grabbing one of my tits, Ron lifted it to my mouth so I could suck on my nipple as I rubbed my pussy.

Unable to stop myself, I moaned loudly.

I couldn't see the people over the edge of the seat in front of me, but Ron looked straight ahead. He later said that all three of the people in front of us turned around to look. He said the confusion on their faces was priceless as they searched for the source of the noise. But all they could see was him.

After a moment, they turned back around, but Ron said the woman leaned in and whispered something to the guy next to her.

By that time, I couldn't have cared less if I had been standing completely naked in front of the screen, diddling myself while everyone watched.

I wanted it. No, I needed it...bad, and grabbed Ron's cock and stroked it hard while I pinched at my clit.

As he leaned over to kiss me again, I whispered in his ear. "I wanna suck your cock right here," I said as his eyes widened.

At that point, I don't know how much time had passed, but I guess the movie was probably about halfway through. I slid down in my seat to the floor on my knees. Then I sort of crawled over to Ron. On my knees in front of him, I took his cock into my mouth and sucked it.

Luckily, the movie was loud enough right then to cover the sounds of my mouth on him as I sucked and licked his throbbing cock.

Ron moaned and leaned his head back as I jacked him with my fingers and swirled my tongue around the head of his dick.

I used my other hand to diddle myself between my legs on the floor.

Then Ron moaned again. "Oh God, Shannon" he said. Later, he said the three people had turned around again to look at him but he didn't care.

The woman with them kept looking for a minute after the guys turned back around, and Ron said he realized that she was searching for me...the girl who had been with him, but was now nowhere in sight. Of course she couldn't have known that I was on my knees, naked in front of him, sucking his cock.

I was sucking hard on and jerking him, trying to make him cum when all of a sudden, Ron grabbed me and pulled me straight up to my feet...he's very big and strong and can toss me around like a rag doll.

There I was, standing totally nude with my backside exposed to the theater.

Then he spun me around and pulled me down onto his lap and entered me...jamming his thick cock right up into me.

As I sat in his lap, he fucked me right there. My top half was exposed to the theater. My tits bounced in front of me as Ron grabbed my hips and pulled me up and down, fucking his cock into my pussy.

I was scared to death and excited beyond belief at the same time. The people in front of us could have turned around and saw my naked body and Ron fucking me at any moment.

Just as I was reaching orgasm, the movie ended and the credits started.

I was terrified but couldn't stop.

Ron reached in front of me. Taking my tits in his hands, he kneaded them, pulling on my nipples as he pounded me in the seat. I knew that the sound of our fucking had to be loud enough to be heard, but amazingly, nobody looked.

As I spun my head, looking around the theater, some people down at the front got up to leave...and I came. My pussy let loose all over Ron's cock inside of me. I bit into my arm to stifle my moans as he fucked me hard and fast, reaching his own orgasm.

Now, what happened next will be burned in my mind forever.

The orgasm that I was experiencing rocked my body hard...and when Ron came, shooting right up into my pussy, it only made things worse. I went into a second orgasm just as the people in front of us stood up to leave.

One of the guys looked in our direction and his mouth dropped open. He saw me, totally naked, bouncing up and down on Ron's cock in the middle of orgasm.

As he watched me, I came harder...unable to stop...not really wanting to.

The feeling of being naked in the theater in that moment, cumming hard as my man fucked me right in front of those people cannot be put down in words.

It was terrifying, scary, embarrassing, mortifying and so fucking hot all at the same time. It made me cum so hard I thought I was going to pass out.

Ron came in me, pulling me hard down onto his lap as the three people stood watching us. They looked at us in total shock and disbelief.

They stood there for probably about a minute I guess...just gaping at us.

Finally, the woman pulled at the man she was with. She said something I couldn't understand, but she sounded disgusted...then the tree of them left, heading down the steps to the main door.

When the movie finally ended, the lights came on.

I was still naked.

Just as the cleaning crew came in at the bottom of the theater, I ducked down and grabbed my clothes, struggling into them as fast as I could.

Ron sat watching the cleaning crew as I tried to get my clothes on down behind the seats in front of me. But there wasn't much room, and my jeans were all tangled. Finally, I just pulled my panties out of them and left them on the seat.

Ron handed me my shirt and I decided to just leave my bra...it was too much trouble to get back into. With my shirt on and my pants finally around my ankles, I sat in the seat and pulled them up and around my waist.

A girl from the cleaning crew was coming up the steps in our direction. "You have to exit the theater folks," she said.

With no time left, I jammed my feet into my shoes without my socks. Ron pulled me to my feet. I still hadn't buttoned my jeans but we had to go.

He pulled me down the row in the opposite direction that we came as the girl approached the other end.

The girl smiled and told us to have a nice evening. Ron returned her greeting as he pulled me around the last seat and down the steps on the other side of the theater.

I was holding the front of my jeans closed with one hand.

When we reached the bottom, we went out of the side exit door to the back parking lot, and I was finally able to button up my jeans.

Ron kissed me. We were both still shaking from being caught.

We walked around to the other parking lot in front of the theater worried that the people had told someone. I wasn't really worried about the guys from the theater doing anything to us because Ron is pretty capable of taking care of us...but I was expecting to see police cars and stuff, but everything was normal. Nobody seemed to know.

As we got in the truck, I told Ron that I'd left my panties, bra and socks there and I wondered what the girl thought when she found them.

He just laughed and said that she was probably wondering what the hell herself.

We drove home and had sex again when we got there. Ron fucked me like a man possessed. So far, I think that experience has been one of the hottest we've had. To me, it even tops sitting on the picnic table in the park while Ron ate me in front of the couple.

Anyway, that's our latest experience. I hope you enjoyed it.

Kisses,

Shannon

PS: Thanks again to all the nice guys who have given me tips on being more descriptive in my writing...I am trying my best. Also, some have asked for pics, but Ron isn't sure about that. But he mentioned maybe putting some pictures of me on the web, so we'll have to see. 



At The Movies



It was a Tuesday night and I was bored. I had no desire to sit on my couch and watch TV all night, so I started going through the movie show times. A few grabbed my attention and were showing soon, but the last thing I wanted to do was go sit in a dark room by myself for 2 hours. If I wanted to do that, I could stay home and watch porn.

I didn't have to think twice about whom I'd call, as I grabbed my phone and started scrolling through my contacts. Mary's name showed itself and all I could think of was the last time I'd seen her. Almost a month ago I met her at a bar and the night ended with us together at her place going at it. Well, I should specify that the night wasn't what ended our first encounter. More like the 7:00am garbage trucks reminding us that it was morning already.

But after that night, we fell out of touch and it wasn't until I happened across her at a friend's pool party that we found ourselves locked in each other's arms in the hot tub. Just thinking of her glorious tits and sweet, wet pussy made my cock grow a little inside my pants as I pressed send and dialed her number.

The phone rang only twice before it picked up.

"Fuck me." she said on the other end, followed by a laugh.

"Is this how we're greeting one another now, because I kind of like it." I replied back joking.

"What's up?"

"I was wondering the same about you. What are you doing tonight?" I asked, my hand slowly stroking the growing bulge in my pants, trying to calm it down while thinking about her.

"Nothing really. Just watching TV. Why?"

"Want to get together and go see a movie?"

"Sure, sounds like fun."

"I'll be by in a little bit to get you, then."

"I'll be sure to put on clothes then. Guess I can't go out naked." she said in a way that I could tell she was smirking.

"Oh come on now. That's just mean."

"I know. I'll see you in a bit."

I hung up the phone, shook my head to snap back to reality and headed for the door. The drive seemed to take forever but I soon got to her apartment and found myself ringing her buzzer. I barely let go of the button and she was at her door, swinging it open to reveal herself. She stood there, tight jeans clinging to her gorgeous legs, and a blue top that hugged her breasts reminding me exactly of what they looked like.

I could tell the bra she wore beneath her top was thin as the cool air of her apartment had already started making her nipples hard. I resisted the urge to simply jump her right there and forget the movie all together as she walked closer and pressed up against me.

I felt her breasts press up against my body as she closed the door behind her and locked it. We headed for my car and drove off to the theater, the whole time discussing what had happened in the weeks since we'd seen one another.

I watched as with every bounce in the road, her breasts bounced in her top. Subconsciously, I think a part of me started aiming for the potholes on purpose just to watch them jump more. My free hand covered my cock, trying to keep it under control as I watched. I'm sure she noticed as a few times I noticed her smiling for no reason.

We arrived at the theater and got out of the car. I met her on her side of the car but before she walked to the doors, I grabbed her arm and pulled her close to me. A glance into her beautiful eyes and I kissed her passionately. She pulled me tighter towards her, our bodies pushing up against one another; the bulge I was trying to hide pushing up against her pussy. 

After the long passionate kiss ended, I looked at her as she smiled back at me. I remembered why I loved being with her. Our first night together was an incredible night of pleasure that easily topped any other night I had ever had. I wanted so badly to bend her over the hood of my car and fuck her right then and there, but I quickly resisted the urge.

"You gotta learn to control that little soldier of yours." She snickered.

"Little?" I asked shocked.

"Sorry, your major general then. Or...something...I don't really know military terms that well." She said laughing, me along with her.

We turned and walked into the theater, my arm around her waist. She chose the movie, an action movie with a washed up star from the 90's. I was shocked she chose one like that, though not complaining.

"I want popcorn." She said as we headed away from the ticket booth and got in line at the concessions.

As we stepped up to the counter, she ordered her popcorn and the worked took off making it. My hand that had been around her waist took on a mind of it's own as I glanced down at her perfect ass. It slid down onto one of her ass cheeks and slowly started to squeeze it. I realized what was doing and quickly blocked it from the person in line behind us at the counter worker.

Mary turned and looked at me with wide eyes.

"Will you wait a minute? We're not even in the theater yet." she said through gritted teeth.

I smiled and raised my hand back up to her back as she paid for the popcorn and soda, and we headed to the theater. We laughed the whole way there as I reached and grabbed a handful of popcorn from her bag.

"Hey now! Did I say you could have some of that?" she laughed.

"Are we talking about the popcorn or..." I replied back.

"Oh you never have to ask for that." she said as we turned into the theater.

We quickly found our seats, in the far back of the theater and away from the handful of others that had also decided to go out for that night. The movie started and we found ourselves in the darkness of the theater.

The previews started and I reached for another handful of popcorn, purposely rubbing the back of my hand against her breast as they pushed up against the container of popcorn. It lingered there for a moment as my fingers tried to grab a hold of a kernel or two. They finally did and as I popped them in my mouth, she blindly reached across my lap, feeling for the soda in the cup holder to my left.

Her hand missed the soda but instead found my thigh where it felt around and rubbed across the ever-growing bulge in my pants. The feeling of her fingers running across my cock made it throb in anticipation, wanting her to pull it out of my pants and shove it deep into the back of her throat.

Her fingers finally rose up and grabbed a hold of the soda. I watched as she slowly wrapped her gorgeous lips around the tip of the straw and sucked. She lowered her mouth down a bit further onto the straw and back up twice before handing the soda back to me with a smile.

The teasing was killing me. I wanted her so bad right now, but if she was going to do this to me then I was going to do it right back. I reached for more popcorn, completely with another brush up against her breasts and a handful of kernels. This time however as I raised my hand out of the bucket I purposefully dropped a few down her low cut top. They fell inside her cleavage and I quickly acted like it was an accident.

She smiled and shook her head as she looked down at her tits.

"Oh sorry! I'll get those." I said as I reached into her top, my hand wrapping around her right tit and slowly squeezing it. My fingers found her nipple, still hard from cool air of the theater, and gently squeezed and pulled on it. I watched as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, enjoying the foreplay. Another squeeze of her breast this time a little harder and my hand made it's way to the popcorn I dropped inside and pulled it out.

She moved to my hand and wrapped her mouth around my fingers and the popcorn. Her tongue flipped the popcorn into the back of her mouth as she sucked on my fingers. She slowly pulled them out of her mouth before taking a final deep swallow of them. Her eyes locked onto mine as she finished and let go of my hand.

I hadn't realized it but her other hand had slowly found its way to the bulge in pants and was gently rubbing it. My cock throbbed again and grew another inch as it ached to be free and feel her hand directly. She handed the popcorn to me and unzipped my pants. Lowering herself to the floor between my legs, she reached inside and grabbed tightly onto my massive cock and pulled it out into the open.

The 8-inch throbbing member wasn't in the air for long before her mouth wrapped around the tip and started sucking. I felt her tongue work the end, slowly wrapping around and around it before taking more of the shaft. The sheer feeling of her mouth around my cock made me relive every moment of ecstasy from our first two encounters.

The movie began with a bang and loud music that covered her every suck. I sat back in my chair and watched the images on the screen, though I wasn't able to pay attention to a single thing I saw as I felt the tip of my dick push further into her mouth. She slowly lowered herself onto my cock, pushing it deep into her throat, until her lips reached the base of my shaft. The walls of her throat wrapped tightly around my dick as my left hand reached for the side of her head.

I gently grabbed her hair and raised her head a few inches before pushing it back down. I closed my eyes as I slowly fucked her throat with my massive cock, enjoying the feel of it pushing into her throat. After a few more thrusts into her, she looked up at me and smiled as she took my cock out of her mouth. With a couple base to tip licks of her tongue, her hand lowered to her pants and unbuckled them.

She stood up, pulled her pants down slightly and sat directly in front of me on my seat, her ass pressed up against my hard cock. I reached around her and found her pussy. My fingers went into autopilot as they gently rubbed her cunt. She let out a soft moan that continued to be covered by the film as it played on screen, as their speed increased. One finger slipped into her pussy and shoved up inside as far as I could go. She was wet already as my finger slid in with no resistance.

My right hand reached in front of her and slid up inside her shirt to grab a tit. I resumed my earlier tease of squeezing her breast gently with a solid tug on her hard nipple. She arched her back into me as I sped up with my fingering her, my cock pulsing against her back. I breathed heavily onto the back of her neck, kissing it in unison with her breathing.

I felt her body tense up briefly, before losing control as she came. I slid my fingers out of her pussy and rubbed her cunt to help prolong her orgasm as she continued to shake. She finally settled as she grabbed my hand and raised it up to her mouth, sucking on the fingers, tasting herself on me.

My cock could not take it any longer and I pushed her forward to the row before us. She leaned on the chairs like someone would if they were tired of sitting back in their chair, as I positioned the tip of my dick on the edge of her pussy. I slowly rubbed it up and down across her soaking wet pussy, before shoving the tip inside. She moaned as I shoved it the rest of the way in. We sat there motionless, enjoying each other connected before I pulled out slightly and thrusted back into her.

She bounced forward hard onto the chairs in front of us, a lucky thing there was no one sitting in that row. Another quick pull out and thrust in made her moan fairly loudly, but the action packed music of the scene on the screen again covered our fun.

I started speeding up my thrusts into her, slapping my thighs against her ass and pounding her pussy as hard as I could. Her breathing increased as she tried as hard as possible to not look like we were doing what we were doing. I looked up from watching her pussy swallowing my cock to those in the theater and met eyes with another woman.

She was sitting next to her boyfriend who leaned forward, heavily engrossed in the film while she sat bored out of her mind. It took her a moment to realize what we were doing but once she did, she quickly averted her gaze before slowly turning back. The look on her face was questioning. I smiled at her and nodded, letting her know that yes in fact we were doing what she thought we were doing. She smiled as she bit her lower lip and turned back to the screen.

I leaned forward and started to whisper into Mary's ear when she turned to me.

"I know. I saw her too. That's so fucking hot." She said.

"Knowing someone else knows what we're doing." I said gently kissing her back as she sat upright.

"Fuck me...please..." she said and without a care of anyone in the theater, I raised her up onto my lap and started bouncing her up and down onto my cock. Her tits bounced around beneath her top as my hard dick shoved deep inside her repeatedly. The walls of her pussy wrapped tightly around my cock and squeezed it with each bounce.

Her pussy wanted my load now as it seemed to hold tighter around my cock with each passing moment. I sped up her bouncing, her moaning increased and after a few minutes, we each came. Her body spasmed and tightened even more around my cock as I shot my big load deep inside her. It had been building up since our last all night session and it was amazing when it finally let loose.

We sat holding each other, my throbbing cock still inside her, as our bodies slowly regained their composer, just as we noticed the end credits roll. We both snickered as she slid back to her chair and pulled up her pants and I shoved my cock back into mine. We had completely missed the movie. 

The woman who caught our eye earlier glanced up at us and smiled as she walked out with her date. You could see it in her eyes that she wished she could have been partaking in what we had been but wasn't with someone so ballsy to do such a thing.

After the theater emptied out of the few people inside, the two of us stood and embraced. We kissed passionately as I held her tightly against me, before turning and walking out of the theater. Back in the lobby, we walked over to the ticket booth and I got out my wallet.

"Can we have two tickets to the next showing please?" I asked.

The teller looked at us strangely, unsure of what to say.

"We really liked that movie." Mary said in response.

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END



At The Movies



My thanks to JonB1969 for editing this story. It is sooo better because of him.

*****

My Panamanian lover was in town again. And this afternoon he wanted to go to the movies. Not a bad idea for Miami in July, and it would take me out of the office for the afternoon too. The partner I worked for was being unpleasant, probably because I told him I wasn't going to fuck or suck him anymore. He had enough fuck buddies and didn't need me.

Afternoon matinees were the best, as far as I am concerned. I could enjoy a leisurely lunch with my courtly gentleman lover. And then spend some quality time with him and his long, uncut cock, buzzed, in a darkened empty room in public. Yes, in public. No, not a porn theater. 

I love matinee movie sex. Actually, I love sex, but especially public sex, and I love movies. Cuban, 5'4" and about 125, I have been told that my dark brown hair and coal-black eyes radiate seductiveness. Of course, all the men who said that just wanted to fuck me.

My full, pouting C-cup breasts were extremely sensitive, especially around the dark areolae. Again, I've been told my ass is perfectly heart-shaped, and my pussy is magnificent. I always keep it waxed and I'm almost always wet, with beautiful, full, suckable lips as dark as my areolae.

As we often did when he was in town, we left my law offices for a late lunch, not intending to come back. Richie actually left ahead of me, as he had someone to meet a little earlier that morning.

I wore high heels but no hose. My skirt and jacket were well-tailored, and molded to the curves of my body. I learned the value of good tailoring from my ex-husband. My sheer silk blouse made it clear to anyone who looked that I was wearing an expensive and very lacy underwire bra - one with sheer matching panties. Richie bought them for me at Bal Harbour one weekend after a marathon of several hours of non-stop fucking. It was a gift for showing him that there was a limit to the amount of cum he could make in a day.

The cool air blowing through the window of my Lexus taunted my nipples, making them jut out against the lace and silk. If you looked closely you could almost make out the areolae underneath. Not quite the size of silver dollars, they were large and the nipples, when erect, are the size of pencil erasers. I drove to our favorite lunch spot, Morton's, and Richie tipped the valet to keep the car close for our departure.

"Mi amor," I said to my lover, Richie, who was already seated at our favorite table, out of the way in the back of the restaurant, where we often played with each other. I even went down on him at this very table one night after dinner.

"Hola, putica. Let me see that fine culazo of yours", he responded. I blushed.

Twirling around slowly, I locked eyes with the Panamanian attorney and then I sat down next to him. With my right hand my reached for my martini, which he had already ordered. With my left, I felt for his cock, discreetly, under the tablecloth, running my fingers gently up and down the shaft, feeling it twitch reflexively and grow rapidly with the attention, even through his pants and his underwear. 

"I see you've been expecting me. Didn't get laid before lunch with another woman, did you?" I queried him. We toasted and I could tell it would be a good afternoon at the movies.

After a few martinis and some steak, Richie ordered an after-meal glass of wine for us both, and the check. I stroked his cock languidly, squeezing the head with just the right amount of pressure. When I knew I had milked the head sufficiently, I slowly unfastened his belt buckle. 

With practiced dexterity, I released the fastener on the trousers and the inner button as well, pushing the fabric aside to reveal an angry cock covered in tight-fitting briefs. Opening my hand I moved up the shaft and slid my thumb and index finger under the elastic, pulling the briefs down to expose the shaft. Next, I grasped his cock and worked the foreskin back and forth of the reddish-purple head, accumulating precum at the top. 

Again, I locked eyes with him. "I'm ready for some dessert. Something off the menu. Something fresh, and sweet."

"Mi gruesa pinga, puta." was all he could say.

When I could tell that he could take no more, I slid my fingernail along the slit of his cockhead, collecting precum. As I often would do at finer dining establishments, and without concern for any of the other restaurant guests or staff, I slowly raised my finger, covered in his clear, sticky juice, to my lips and then slowly and sensuously sucked it clean.

"Ay, mami! Tu eres mi putica cubana. Tienes mas hambre? Quieres pinga?" he whispered to me, wanting to bury his cock in my mouth to the hilt and choke me with his semen. Well, he couldn't really choke me. He just couldn't produce enough semen, not like my boss David or my ex. Still, I did enjoy swallowing his cum.

I smiled sweetly at him and unbuttoned another button on my blouse, exposing my breasts. When he was ready we walked out to the valet stand.

Pushing out my chest to better expose my breasts, I handed the valet guy my ticket and a five-dollar bill, holding them at breast level. I wanted the young man to notice my breasts and the hard, pencil-eraser-sized nipples. I loved flirting openly with other men in front of Richie because it increased his ardor when I finally surrendered to him. For his part, he enjoyed showing of his piece of ass to other men.

If the ride to the restaurant was uneventful, the drive to Bal Harbour and the theater was not. Richie drove, as much for gentlemanly reasons as for the hope of blow job on the way to the cinema. Not waiting for the highway, I leaned over and began caressing his cock through the fabric again, taking care to loosen the belt first to give his cock room to expand. I also hiked up my skirt so that I had more maneuverability in my seat and so that he could see more of my smooth, olive-skinned thighs. In no time, the head of his cock was engorged and slick with pre-cum.

Just as I unfastened my seat belt so that I could go down on him, my smartphone rang. It was my boss, the partner, and Richie could tell. 

Richie suspected that the partner and I were fucking, but I had denied it at the time. Later he told me that he could tell by the way we interacted, and the looks that the boss gave me, that he has had me as well. 

Richie motioned to me to hike up my skirt farther. After silently protesting, I gave in and pulled my skirt up all the way over my large, round ass, giving him an unobstructed view of my panties. With his left hand on the steering wheel, he ran his right hand over the sheer fabric and gently brushed my inner thighs. I knew better than to resist and parted my thighs, giving him unobstructed access to my pussy. Then, he reached up and unbuttoned the last two buttons of my silk blouse. Slipping his hand into my blouse and under my bra, he began kneading my nipples until they were hard. At the first stop light, he leaned into me and sucked my left nipple as I was listening to my boss, causing me to inhale sharply.

"Did you say something?" asks my boss, the partner.

"No, just thinking about the weekend." I say in response.

"Any plans?" my boss inquired. Richie pulled back from my nipple, but his hand was running up my inner thigh again, in the direction of my pussy. I opened my legs further.

"No. Not at all actually."

My unsuspecting boss doesn't know that our client and co-counsel has slipped his fingers under the elastic band of my panties and is finger fucking me as I am talking on the phone with him. Seeing an opportunity, my boss says, "I'd love to have you come over for the weekend. Anytime. I miss your lips on my cock. And that shower we took the last time you were here was really hot."

I had to admit it was. The last time we had sex was at his apartment when he fucked me from behind, standing up in the shower, with his horse cock. It was one of the few times he bothered to make me cum before getting off himself. Actually, it was the second time that day he fucked me. The first time was all about him. When he joined me in the shower, he made up for his selfishness - but that's a story for another time.

"What do you mean?" I ask coyly.

Meanwhile, Richie is massaging my pussy lips from the outside of the panties, gently at first, but with increasing intensity, until my juice was pouring out, soaking my panties completely and pooling around my ass. 

"I mean that I want to fuck you silly like the little slut you are and make you beg me to give more. That's what I mean. Does it sound good to you?" says David, my boss, the parter.

With one hand on my cell phone I used the other to guide Richie's hand along the inner and outer lips as I closed my eyes and sunk back into the passenger seat. Richie pulled my panties aside and has deftly worked two fingers in my cunt while working my clit with his thumb. I couldn't take any more and I let out a long, soft moan.

"What?" says the partner. 

"No, nothing, I'm just a little tired, that's all. Let me call you back later." "Not like he hasn't fucked me while I was on the phone with my ex", I thought to myself.

Richie pulled back at my last moan. Now he is working his way up my slit, my lips splayed open, and upon finding the inflamed clitoris, he began vigorously rubbing it, his rhythm working methodically on me to make me explode while I am on the phone. Oh, I know what he is doing, and I don't want the boss knowing, but once my pussy is engaged I can't stop, and I certainly don't care about any passersby on the freeway who might look into my car. 

Right as David finishes up and says goodbye, I cum hard, hoarsely whispering back to him, "talk to you later" before collapsing in the passenger seat of my car. Fortunately, we aren't far from the theater.

Still tipsy from the vodka martinis, and a little sluggish from the red meat at Morton's, my ass swayed to and fro in front of Richie as we climbed the stairs to the back of the movie theater. Glancing back at him, I could see that his cock went rigid at the sight of my ass straining against the wool fabric of my skirt. I couldn't wait for the movie previews.

The movie we came to "watch" had been out for several weeks. We'd actually seen it when it first came out. There was no one, I mean no one, else in the theater. Without waiting for me, Richie placed his windbreaker on the seat and then unbuckled his belt and pulled his trousers down so that his cock was free. He pulled his shirt up too, so that any bodily fluids would not get on his custom-made shirt.

Seated next to him, I looked around one last time, and then went to work on his shaft. Pulling back the foreskin with my hand, I gently tongued the tip of his cock a bit before standing up, hiking up my skirt and dropping between his legs. His pants now down, I could my tongue from the bottom of his balls all the way to the tip of his cock. Gently holding the shaft in one hand and kissed, I sucked and licked his thick balls and stout shaft before engulfing his cock in my mouth.

My ministrations had their effect. Richie was thrashing about in his seat, moaning and groaning as held onto his dick with my mouth and both hands. I wondered if the projectionist in the room behind us could hear or see us.

Richie looped a handful of my hair around his hand and pulled my head off of his cock. "Now, whore. I'm going to fuck you now."

"Si, amor. Como tu quieres, mi querido."

"Get up, whore. And take off your panties. I want to sniff them and see if you've been fucking anyone else today."

"No, Richie. I would tell you, just as you wish."

My skirt already up to my waist, I pulled my expensive panties over my ample ass and slid them down my legs. They fell to the floor. I stepped out my panties with my right heel. With the left, I raise my leg up, steadying myself on his shoulder and I remove the panties from my pump. I hand Richie my panties and he presses them to his face. Satisfied, he grabs me by the waist and spins me around. I know what to do.

Slowly, my legs spread wide so that his legs are between them; I squat down until my ass makes contact with his cock. Holding the 8" prick in his hand he guides it silently to my dripping pussy and rubs the exposed head back and forth along the slit before entering me. I am bent over in front of him, holding onto the row in front of us. Upon feeling the tip enter my cunt, I slide down the length of his shaft and until I hit bottom.

I am in control here and I will decide how fast to go. Richie, for his part, is the willing cocksman. He's along for the ride and I'm going to ride him. Slowly up and down, back and forth. Sometimes side to side. His prick is hitting every bit of my vagina. I have to be careful because I am so wet that he slides out easily. As soon as my pussy has accommodated his length, even though I can feel him against my cervix, I stay down as low as I can on his cock. I feel split in two, and my clit can better rub against his shaft this way.

Hearing him moaning again, I pick up the pace. He starts bucking me, up and down, wanting more and more of my pussy. I oblige him, by grinding down on his cock, moaning at how full I feel.

"Amor, now! Put a finger in my ass now!" I whisper loudly over my shoulder. 

"Si, putica. Como no!" He replies, his middle finger already lubricated with my pussy juice, he fingers my ass, playing with it.

"Oh, God!" I shouted as I came, as he pumped a stream of his jism into my pussy.

I collapsed down on him, my pussy juice having soaked the bottom of my legs, the tops of his legs, and his crotch. Hot and sticky, I paused, steadying myself on the seat back before lifting myself up off of his fully engorged cock. Opening my eyes, I see that the theater has remained empty. Gently, I rock up and off of the tip and collect my panties from Richie, and then wipe my pussy and inner thighs with napkins I got earlier from the concession stand. The credits haven't run yet, but I'm already thinking about licking his cock clean on the drive back to my condo.



At The Movies



Brenda and I walked into the mall together through the fading light of the setting sun. It was late summer, and still warm, but not hot like it had been for weeks upon end through July and August.

Brenda was my daughter, and was visiting me for a week. We were close, and I don't mean that we simply loved each other like a father and daughter would. During her last trip to visit, Brenda and I had become lovers.

She and I had always been close in the traditional sense. When her mother left me for another guy, Brenda was the woman of the house and acted as such in every way except one. I had watched her grow from an awkward tween, to a rebellious teen, and finally blossom into womanhood.

She was lovely, with bright blue eyes and long brown hair. Her breasts were large and capped with big nipples that grew hard and sensitive in my mouth when I sucked them.

She had the most sexy ass that I loved to put my hands on when I was taking her from behind, or when she was riding me. Even when we weren't naked, I found myself caressing that sweet ass surreptitiously when we would go grocery shopping or just taking a walk.

My little girl's pussy was extraordinary. She kept it shaved, like most women her age, and I loved to plunge my tongue between those thick outer lips to find her clit hard and ready, as if it was looking for me. The feel of her thick, smooth lips on my tongue always sent a rush of blood to my cock causing me to grow harder, thicker, and longer. When I made her cum on my face, I would be nearly on the brink of cumming myself.

We walked through the mall, and made our way to the movie theater without me groping her too much. Sometimes, she would playfully swat my hand away when I tried to touch her and say, "Daddy, be good." Those moments would instantly ignite a lust in me for her that wouldn't abate until I had unloaded a huge, warm load of my cum in her willing pussy.

I hung back as she paid for the tickets to some movie. She was wearing a fairly short sundress, and while I couldn't see under the hem of her skirt to verify, I suspected she was not wearing panties. She almost never did.

I loved watching her shapely ass moving as she talked with the ticket clerk.

We made our way toward the theater, and as we passed the restrooms, she asked me to get her some popcorn and a drink while she powdered her nose. She said she would meet me in the theater.

I stood in line for a couple minutes, got the treats, and went back to the theater where our movie was showing.

"Daddy, back here," I heard her voice from the back row. This theater had the seats that went upward as you moved back in the theater. She had seats in the exact middle of the theater, a few rows behind another couple who appeared to be just a bit older than Brenda. They weren't holding hands or sitting very close to each other, so I figured they were on a first or second date.

Aside from the other couple, and ourselves, the theater was empty.

I plopped down next to my girl and she started munching on her popcorn. We chit-chatted while we watched the advertisements on the big screen.

Before long, the lights dimmed and several trailers were shown. Brenda wasted no time. Almost as soon as the lights were out, her hand was on my cock, stroking it through my pants.

She took her hand and pulled it under her skirt where I found her smooth, bald pussy completely soaked. I whispered, "You are very turned on, young lady."

She said, "What do you think I was doing in the bathroom?"

I looked at her and said, "You weren't doing what people normally do in a bathroom?"

She simply stared into my eyes and shook her head slowly from side to side. She had that look on her face that she used to make when she was a little girl and I had caught her doing something she knew she shouldn't do. That look had gotten her out of a lot of punishment. Right now, it was making my already hard cock throb and strain to be released.

Taking my hand from between her legs, she put something in it. It felt like cloth of some kind, but it was a little damp.

I looked at her askance.

She leaned close to me and whispered in my ear so I could feel her warm breath, "Smell them."

I brought the fabric to my nose and immediately smelled the unmistakable scent of my daughter's sweet pussy. I inhaled the musky aroma and fought the urge to put my tongue out and taste them.

I looked at her, "Did you cum in these, baby?"

She nodded and smiled as she stared into my eyes.

"They smell wonderful," I said.

Brenda unzipped my pants quietly and pulled my hard cock out. She stroked it and looked at me. She licked her lips and said, "I want it in my mouth now."

"Here?" I asked incredulously.

"Yes," she said just before she kissed me hard and deep. Then she quickly moved her head down to my lap, and in the dark I felt her warm, wet mouth close over my swollen helmet and move downward.

"Oh, fuck," I said as quietly as I could, but I noticed the woman in front of us turn her head slightly as if she'd heard me.

Brenda was humming softly on my dick as she sucked it. It felt so good. She had become a specialist at blow jobs, and she was bringing all her formidable skills to bear on me in that darkened theater.

"Brenda, that feels so good, baby," I managed to say hoarsely.

She just hummed, "Mmm-hmmm," and kept sucking.

The woman in front of us turned her head and looked at me. There was no mistaking what was happening. She wouldn't have been able to see Brenda's head because of the angle she was looking up at us, but she could see my face and hadn't seen Brenda leave the theater.

"I think that girl is sucking his dick," I heard her whisper to the guy.

"Really," he said, turning to look for himself. "Fuck! She is. I see her head bobbing."

They both turned to look, both of their mouths open. The guy looked at the girl and said, "Want to join them?' I could tell he was joking, but the woman said, "Yes, I do."

The guy's eyes went wide as the woman rose, walked to the end of their aisle, climbed the stairs to our row, and stood next to me watching my daughter suck me off.

The woman had shorts on and as she watched, she unzipped her shorts and pushed a hand into them. She moaned as her hand touched what I imagine was a very wet pussy. She looked at me and asked, "Is she really your daughter?"

As I couldn't speak, I nodded, and she groaned, "Oh, fuck!"

"I'm Daniel and this is my twin sister Danielle," the guy said. he had appeared next to Brenda. Without taking her mouth off me, she groped for his member in his pants and rubbed it.

Pausing as briefly as possible, she said to the guy, "Take it out."

Daniel unzipped his fly and took out an impressive erection. He guided Brenda's hand to it and she moaned low as she stroked him and sucked me.

Danielle wiggled her hips as she slid her shorts and panties down. She had a landing strip of brown hair above her slit, and her lips were shiny in the dim light. I reached out and slid my finger along her quim. She was warm, wet, and her lips parted easily allowing me to dip my finger into her hole. My finger came out soaked as I dragged it across her swollen clit. She sucked in her breath as I fingered her.

Daniel said to my daughter, "Can I fuck you?"

My daughter looked at him, took his cock in her mouth for a few deep strokes, and then said, "I'm sorry. My pussy belongs to my daddy."

"Fuck, Danny," Danielle moaned. "I need a cock in my pussy."

"You're my sister," Daniel feebly protested.

"And that's his daughter, but you don't see that stopping them. Besides, I know you want me."

Danielle slid past me, allowing Brenda to move up and let me lick her sodden pussy while she held her skirt up and watched me.

Danielle had positioned herself kneeling on one of the seats and offered her sex to her brother. He moved behind her and I watched his cock vanish into her tight hole.

"Oh, Danny, fuck me!" she cried.

"I've wanted to fuck you for so long, Dani," he answered.

His hips pistoned as he fucked his sister. Their grunts and groans were so sexy. I had never remembered being as hard as I was at that moment.

I must have been doing something right because my daughter's hips shook and she said, "Daddy. Oh, daddy!"

She came on my tongue and I pushed two fingers into her silky sex. I felt her pussy clenching my digits as I fingered her.

I heard Danielle say, "He made her cum on his tongue."

Her brother replied, "I hope so."

They were both watching as Brenda lowered her quivering quim onto my thick cock. I knew I would not last long. Brenda had gotten me close before we had been joined by the twins.

"Fuck, Brenda, your pussy is tight," I said.

"Yes, daddy, and your cock is so big in my pussy. Are you going to fill that tight pussy with your cum?"

"Yes, baby. I'm going flood that little pussy with a load of thick, creamy cum."

I heard Danielle say, "Oh, fuck, you guys are so hot. Danny, fuck me. I'm cumming!"

Daniel couldn't say anything. I recognized that he was about to explode in his sister. He was already beyond words. His body shuddered, he tensed up, pushing himself as far into his sister's pussy as he could, and nearly shouted, "Oh, Dani!"

The twins were over the edge, their bodies shook and they grunted together as they came.

It was one of the hottest things I had ever seen, and I felt my own orgasm welling up.

I held Brenda close and she recognized that as a sign I was about to cum.

"Yes, daddy. Give me your sweet cum. Fill my pussy up, daddy. I want your cum in my tight hole!"

I fell over the edge and erupted in my daughter, pushing up from the seat to meet her hips as she fucked me as deep as she could into her.

"Oh, daddy, I can feel you throbbing. Oh, shit, daddy!"

My daughter started climaxing just as my own orgasm was slowing in intensity. "Yes, baby. Cum for daddy. Cum hard. Oh, baby, you feel so fucking good!"

We came down and found Danny and Dani watching us as they sat together. They both had contented smiles on their faces. The way they were sitting, I could see Danny's cum leaking out of his sister's pussy onto the seat. Dani saw where my gaze was, smiled, and dipped a finger into the jizz sliding down her ass. She brought a gob of the liquid to her mouth and sucked it off.

I felt myself already starting to get hard again.

"Would you guys like to come to my house for a while," I offered.

They both nodded quickly.

The four of us got ourselves put back together, and left.

To be continued...



Winning the Bet Pt. 04



We're at the movies, but neither of us is paying any attention to what's happening on screen. The movie is a few weeks old and there are maybe seven other people in the theater. None of them are sitting anywhere near us. The lights have been out for twenty minutes and she's whispering filthy things in my ear.

We've been seeing each other for a couple weeks now ever since I caught her masturbating at work. The sexual chemistry between us was intense, but we were still getting to know each other and explore our boundaries. While discussing fantasies one night, she admitted to getting a thrill from fooling around in public. I immediately suggested we go catch a movie after work. She enthusiastically agreed.

We came straight here from the office so she's still in her work clothes. Her dress shirt is unbuttoned almost to her waist, and her skirt is hiked up around her hips. The armrest between us is up and she's pressed against me, her hand on my chest. I have one arm over her shoulder and my other hand is inside her bra.

She's whispering in my ear, telling me that she's been thinking about me all day. She says the more she thought, the hotter she got. She tells me about crossing her legs and squeezing her thighs together during a long meeting. She tells me that she was (and is) dripping wet.

As her lips brush against my ear I feel an answering surge of lust from my groin. I squeeze her breast, rubbing my palm across her hardening nipple. She shifts her hips to press more firmly against me, moaning appreciatively.

She tells me she shaved her legs and trimmed her bush last night, knowing we were going out tonight. She says she wore her favorite bra just for me, the one that pushes her tits together and gives great cleavage. She tells me when she went to the bathroom before the movie started, she found her panties were already wet.

I ask her to prove it and she makes a show of leaning away from me and sliding down in her seat. She spreads her legs and pulls her skirt higher, tugging her panties to one side. Slowly and deliberately, she runs her fingers over her lips. She's teasing me, biting her lip as she flashes me her pussy.

Several times she traces up and down her lips before finally slipping a finger easily inside. Then, quick as a flash, her panties are back in place, and she's leaning against me. She puts her arm behind my back, and kisses up my neck. She licks my ear, and then reaches up to slip her finger into my mouth. I eagerly suck on it, tasting the cream of her pussy. It is thick on her finger and the taste is hard to describe. A mixture of salty, musky, and feminine... pure sex.

She reaches back under her skirt and begins whispering in my ear again. She tells me she's stroking her clit just like she does every night in bed. She says she likes to lay on her stomach, with one hand between her legs, the other cupping her breast. Now and then she slips a finger into her pussy to spread her juices over her lips and clit. She tells me how sometimes, as her orgasm approaches, she sucks on her fingers. At those times she craves a cock — my cock — throbbing in her mouth, cumming along with her.

Her voice is husky in my ear when she tells me that she likes to get fucked from behind. (I am well aware of all this, but the act of saying it out loud is clearing getting her hot.) She says she likes to kneel on her bed, with me standing behind her, a tight grip on her hips. (As she describes it, her breathing is becoming ragged.) She tells me her bed is exactly the right height for fucking. (Her language gets dirtier as she becomes more aroused.) She can rock backwards, feeling my cock deep inside her cunt. (She gasps as the word "cunt" bursts from her lips.) She says after I cum inside her, she likes to collapse forward, and put pressure on her clit to recover. She whispers she loves the feeling of a guy's cum on her fingers and clit, hot and sticky.

I can tell she's almost there when she tells me for the past few nights, she's fantasized about a cock in her ass. She says she wants to lay on her back, her legs hooked over my shoulders, so she can see my face as my cock slides into her. She wants to use her vibrator on her clit and cum while I'm fucking her.

Sensing my cue, I run my hand down her back and slip it into her panties. Her breath catches in anticipation as I rest my middle finger in the cleft of her ass. She trembles as I press lightly against her asshole.

I can feel her hand moving and I know she is rubbing tight, eager, circles on her clit. I begin moving my finger in time with her own motions, gently rubbing in small circles. I feel her opening tighten in anticipation and then relax. She is warm and soft and welcoming, the entire area already slick with her pussy juices. I press just the tip of my finger inward, not quite entering, teasing what she wants.

"Please," she moans in my ear, "please..."

She is ready, and my finger easily slides in up to the second joint. She gasps and freezes for a moment, then begins writhing again. She's pressed against me, her hand moving frantically between her legs. She rocks her hips, putting pressure against my hand, forcing my finger deeper. She begs me to make her cum. She's whispering so quickly and intently in my ear that all the words run into one another.

"Oh god make me cum, oh make me cum, fuck me please, fuck my ass and make me cum..."

It doesn't take long. After a few more thrusts, I hear her breath catch in her throat. She leans heavily against me, her head on my shoulder, rocking slightly as the orgasm washes over her. Her ass rhythmically squeezes around my finger; tight, then loose for a moment before clamping tight again.

As it dissipates and her breath returns to normal, I kiss her deeply and slip my finger out. She whimpers and as we kiss, I can feel her hand move into my lap. The movie's not over yet...



At the Movies



This is a sequel to "The Stranger". I have incorporated many suggestions for improvement from my first story. Thank you everyone for your input. I had much help from a collaborator who eased me out of my 'comfort zone' with some of the sex scenes. I also had someone edit the story and correct my many mistakes. Thank you both so much. I hope you like the story. Feedback is always appreciated, good and bad.

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Memories of being with the stranger haunt me. I want him so badly. I want to feel his lips on mine, his hands caressing my body, his naked flesh rubbing against my skin, his hardness deep inside me. I can't get him out of my mind. At night I often get out of bed and go to the window to see if he is there. Sometimes I go downstairs and open the backdoor. 

Last night I made my husband fuck me. At first he said he was too tired, but I was relentless. I went down on him. The taste of the whore he has been fucking at work was still clinging to his penis. I didn't care. I climbed on top and slipped him into my vagina. He quickly ejaculated inside me and pushed me away. I went to the bathroom to finish my orgasm. He was snoring when I returned. 

I am surprised when my husband asks me if I would like to go to the movies. We hardly ever go out together. I wonder if he is feeling guilty for fucking his secretary behind my back. It only took a few phone calls to find out whose pussy was on his cock last night, and that it has been going on for quite some time. He knows that I know. It should bother me, but it doesn't.

Since it is kind of a date, I wear a comfortable but casual dress. The downtown theater is an old renovated movie house. When we enter there are only a few other people scattered about. We sit in an unoccupied row about half way back. Someone slides into the seat beside me after the movie begins. It seems strange he would pick this one. There are plenty of empty seats. 

I stiffen when he drops a hand on my thigh. I push it away and turn to confront him. The light from the screen flickers across his face. My breath catches in my throat. It is him - the stranger who fucked me in the kitchen. My body immediately responds to his presence. My heart pounds in my chest. My nipples swell with excitement.

He drops his hand onto my thigh for a second time. I look over at my husband wondering if he will notice. His eyes are glued to the screen. I have a light sweater with me because it often gets too cold in the movie theater. I drape it over my lap to hide the stranger's hand. His fingers slide up my inner thigh. I spread my knees encouraging his actions. 

I can already feel the moisture bubbling between my legs. His hand continues up my thigh. He cups my pussy through the cotton panties I am wearing. His finger traces the outline of my gash. I scoot lower in the seat and push against him. I gasp when he touches my clit. He pulls the crotch of my panties to the side and pushes a finger into my steamy passage.

I look at my husband to make sure he is still oblivious to what is happening. He is totally absorbed with the movie. I slide my hand into the stranger's lap and find his growing erection pushing out from his jeans. I rub along its length and feel it grow even bigger. He pushes a second finger into my pussy. His thumb finds my clit and rubs it in circles. 

I pull down his zipper and slip my hand into his pants. My fingers touch the naked flesh of his hard penis through the opening in his boxers. I grip him the best I can but it is difficult to do. I move my thumb over his swollen knob and feel a slimy fluid seeping out from the little slit on top. I want him in my mouth but know it is impossible with my husband sitting next to us.

His fingers dig deeper into my pussy. His thumb is torturing my clit. I shamelessly squirm against him. My breathing becomes heavier. I am so wet the secretions are trickling down my butt. If he keeps it up I'm going to climax. It doesn't matter that my husband is sitting next to us and might hear me. I don't want him to stop. 

My legs are shaking. My hand has a death grip on the arm of the seat. The pressure in my belly builds to an apex. It releases in an explosion that shakes me to the core. My body jerks in a series of spasms. I choke back a squeal and squeeze my thighs together. My pussy clenches again and again releasing a gush of fluids into my already damp panties

The stranger pulls his fingers from between my legs. When he stands my hand falls from the opening in the front of his jeans. I watch him walk towards the rear of the theater. I don't want him to get away. I turn to look at my husband who is still oblivious to what has just happened.

"Honey, I'm not feeling so good," I tell him. "I need to go to the ladies room for a little while. Do you mind?"

He shakes his head in acknowledgement but his eyes never leave the screen. I get up and hurry towards the back. The theater is almost pitch-black. I can barely see. Just before I reach the exit an arm reaches out and grabs me. It is the stranger. He pulls me through a door that says "No Admittance". A stairway leads up to a balcony that is normally closed. 

He takes my hand and we climb the stairs. We step to the front of the balcony. I look down and see my husband sitting directly below us. Without saying a word the stranger pushes down on my shoulders and forces me to squat in front of him. He unfastens his belt. I help him pull down the zipper and then tug his jeans and briefs down to his knees. His soft penis unfurls and hangs invitingly between his thighs. 

I lean forward and lick the knob. His cock twitches and slowly gets bigger. I wrap my fingers around the expanding flesh and take him into my mouth. My tongue teases the crown and probes the ridge jutting out from his shaft. I feel him grow harder and bigger. My lips slide further down his length. I slide a hand under his testicles and gently massage them with my fingers.

I love having his cock in my mouth. There is something so dirty and nasty about doing it in a movie theater to a man whose name I don't even know. I feel like such a slut. I slide my lips up and down his length swirling my tongue across the ridges and veins of his hard flesh. My mouth goes faster and faster. I move a hand between my thighs and slip two fingers into my panties. They quickly find my engorged clit.

The stranger grabs my head and thrusts into my mouth each time my lips plunge down the length of his shaft. Strands of spit drip from my chin making a mess on the front of my dress. My fingers move faster and faster across my clit. I can feel another release rapidly building towards its peak. I am so close when suddenly he pulls out of my mouth. He wraps his hand around the bulging shaft and aims it at my face.

A spray of thick cum shoots out from the tiny slit at the top. It splashes against my cheek. He splatters my lips, chin, nose and forehead with one spurt after the next. Some of it lands in my hair. The last few drops hit my neck and speckle my dress. It is the first time a man has ever ejaculated on my face. I feel like such a slut, but I love what he has done to me. I love having his semen all over my face. 

I can feel his stuff oozing down my skin and dripping from my chin. I lick off what is on my lips. It is like an aphrodisiac. My fingers move faster and faster across my clit. The pressure in my belly releases like a safety valve on a boiler. My pussy clenches again and again. I fall forward onto my knees gasping for air. My body shudders in a final spasm before it is finally over.

I sit up on my knees and wipe the semen from my face the best I can with my hands and fingers. The front of my dress is already a mess so I use it as a towel. I look up and see the stranger still in front of me. His semi-hard cock looks like a stick of candy. I flick my tongue over his knob and watch him immediately grow bigger. I kiss down his length and suck on his balls. My fingers curl around his shaft and gently pump up and down.

The stranger lifts me off the ground. He turns me towards the movie screen and bends me over the front of the balcony. I am looking directly down on my husband. I feel my skirt being pulled up and my panties pulled down. He drops to his knees and buries his face between my ass cheeks. His lips cover my swollen sex. His tongue slides into my gash.

"Oooohhhhh... oh god..."

My pussy is on fire. His tongue touches my clit sending waves of pleasure rippling through my body. He continues to flick it back and forth across my swollen button until I am moaning and gasping for air. I can hear him sucking the juices out of me as he feasts on my pulsating sex.

He pulls his mouth away. The stranger shoves two fingers deep into my steamy hole, then adds a third. He fucks them in and out of my body hard and fast, twisting them inside me and digging his fingers against the sides of my tight passage. My gasps and moans become louder and more desperate. Juices of pleasure dampen my thighs. My knees are wobbly. I can barely stand. 

The pressure in my belly continues to build. When his thumb touches my clit it releases in a mind blowing orgasm sending me spinning into another dimension. I hold onto the balcony railing as though my life depends upon it. One explosion after the next grips my pussy. My whole body twists and jerks in a series of violent spasms.

The stranger pulls his fingers from my quivering chamber and stands. I am still trembling and out of breath. I feel his cock at my entrance. He slides it into my body and drives it deep into my steamy passage. I scream. He pulls out and slams into me again, and then again and again.

"Oh god... oh god... oh fuck..."

Another orgasm rips through my pussy. He fucks me hard and fast jerking my head forward on each thrust. My squeals get louder and more desperate. The only thing keeping everyone in the movie theater from looking up at us are the loud booms from action scene currently taking place on the screen. 

The stranger unzips my dress and pulls it down. He removes my bra and slides his hands under my body. His fingers crush my naked breasts. His cock continues to pound my pussy into an orgasmic frenzy. Juices of passion are running down my legs. He pinches and twists and tugs on my swollen nipples only adding to the pleasure already consuming me. 

I don't think I can take much more but he doesn't let up. He grabs my hair and yanks my head back. He slams into me again and again. I desperately gasp for air. Wave after wave of unbearable pleasure rips through my body. I feel consciousness fading and wonder how much longer I can hang on.

My squeals and moans turn to whimpers of pleasure. The stranger finally pulls out. I struggle for air between heavy breaths. I am draped over the railing of the balcony with my exposed breasts hanging in the air above my husband's head. The light from the movie screen flickers across my naked flesh and swollen nipples. 

The stranger takes my hand pulling me away from the railing. He sits in the first row of seats and helps me down to my knees. My body is wedged between his open thighs. He guides my mouth to his towering erection. I slide my lips down his shaft. The taste of pussy is strong. I devour his cock but it's not enough. I want all of it in my mouth. 

I take him deep until his knob pushes at my throat. It's not the first time I've had a man this way but it has been a very long time. I slide my tongue along the underside of his shaft and try to relax. He goes deeper. I fight the urge to choke. Once he slides past my gag point I continue down his length until I feel his pubic hair brush against my lips. 

The thrill of swallowing his entire cock has me tingling with excitement. My dormant skills of how to deep-throat a man quickly return. I massage his hard flesh with my throat muscles. My tongue shoots out along the underside of his shaft so I can lick his testicles. He groans. I finally slide my lips up his length and flutter my tongue across his glans bathing it in spit. Then I slam my mouth down his cock taking him back into my throat.

The next time I come up for air I wrap my fingers around his throbbing flesh and move my hand up and down its length. I look up at him with spit drooling from my lips. In the flicker of light from the screen I can see his eyes looking back at me. They are full of lust but also something untamed and wild. He grabs my head tightly in his hands. I know what he is going to do. He is going to fuck my mouth. 

I uncurl my fingers from his shaft and wait for him to take control. The stranger jerks my face down and rams his cock deep into my mouth. He slams it in and out hard and fast jerking my head up and down on his length driving his knob against my throat on each thrust. I can't keep up with the pace and begin to gag and choke. Streaks of mascara run down my cheeks from the tears I am shedding. Spit pours from my lips and drools down his shaft. 

He pulls his cock from my mouth and slaps it across my face. There is something hot and exciting about letting him abuse me like this. My nipples feel like they are going to burst. My pussy is quivering with desire. I can't get enough of this man. He forces his hard flesh deep into my throat and holds it there until I am struggling for air. When he finally pulls out a flood of spit pours from my lips. I cough and gasp desperately trying to catch my breath. He shoves his cock back down my throat.

He finally pulls out of my mouth and slides his spit-drenched member to my naked breasts. He wants to fuck my tits. I push up on my knees and squeeze my hands against them, trapping his shaft inside. I slowly massage his hard flesh using the soft tissue of my breasts. I slide them up and down his length rolling them back and forth across his hard meat. I bend my head and flick my tongue over his knob each time it punches up between them. 

I love having my tits fucked by this man. I use my hand to guide his knob over my nipple, rubbing the hard tip across the sensitive underside of his glans. I move it to the other nipple and repeat the ritual. I drool more spit down his length and resume fucking him with the soft tissue of my breasts. My body is on fire. My pussy is begging for attention. As much as I enjoy pleasuring him this way, I need him to fuck me.

I look up at the stranger with desperate eyes. He lifts me off the floor and spins me around, pulling me back into his lap. I feel the tip of his shaft slide between my folds and press against my opening. I sink down on his length gasping from the ripples of pleasure pounding in my pussy. I lift up and slam down on his throbbing member over and over. He matches my movements thrusting deep into my body each time I come crashing down on him.

His hand slides between my legs. A finger flutters across my engorged clit. His other hand crushes the soft tissue of my breast. I continue to lift up and slam down on his hard flesh driving it deep into my belly again and again. Another orgasm is rapidly reaching its apex. I drive down his length and hold him there, squirming against him and swirling his shaft around inside me. His finger flies across my clit.

"Oh... oh god... oh fuck... yes... yes... uuunnngggghhhh..."

The explosion sends ripples of ecstasy soaring through my body. My legs shoot out in front of me. My toes curl under my feet. My pussy clenches his cock in a series of spasms. My entire being is trembling and shaking in a bliss of orgasmic pleasure. Juices of passion pour from my opening and dribble down his testicles. 

He slams up into me once, twice, three times. My orgasm reaches a new level of intensity. I hear a scream emanate from my mouth and then another. My fingers curl around the arms of the seat in a death grip. He thrusts into me a fourth time, jerking my entire body upwards. A loud primeval roar echoes across the balcony. I am vaguely aware that he is squirting hot cum into my exhausted pussy. I can feel the warmth from his ejaculate spreading through my belly.

I collapse back against him, still impaled on his spent member. I turn my head. Our lips meet in a hot and passionate kiss. I want to keep him inside me forever. I slowly move against him and can feel the juices of our passion sloshing around inside me. I take his hand and move it to my clit. He rubs me to one final orgasm. My body trembles from the release. My pussy twitches against his cock.

The stranger pushes me off him. I can feel his stuff running down my legs. I quickly slip on my panties to contain the leakage. Then I put on my bra and pull my dress back in place, zipping it up from behind. I turn to say goodbye to my nameless lover but it is too late. He is already at the exit. He waves at me and then disappears.

I return to the seat next to my husband. He gives me a quick glance, smiles and returns to watching the movie. I wonder what he would think if he knew I had been fucked senseless in the balcony just above his head, and that I am sitting there with a stranger's cum still inside me. I don't care anymore. I am already thinking about the next time. The stranger will find me again. I don't know when or where, but I somehow know it will happen. I can't wait.



At the Movies



The evening was a typically hot, sticky Georgia summer night, with the temperature in the mid-nineties and humidity to match. Kim mopped her forehead with a wet washcloth, then squeezed it, causing some of the cold water to run down her face, over her chin, and into the dark valley formed by her voluptuous breasts. At 34, she still had a great body, due to her disciplined devotion to working out regularly. Her long legs were muscular but sexy, and her firm stomach and tight ass helped compliment her perfectly formed 34C breasts.

"Jesus CHRIST it's hot," she moaned. The thin pale yellow tank top she was wearing clung to her braless tits, accentuating them, and her prominent nipples, which stood out from her sweat coated body like small cocks.

"Sorry that fucking air conditioning guy didn't show up, babe. He must be swamped with calls," Rick said. "Are you really hot, baby?"

"Hot? I'm sweating like a pig, Rick. God, I can smell myself, and yes I'm hot. You know how randy I get when I get hot, honey," Kim purred, reaching down to cup her crotch, feeling the squishy dampness in her pussy beneath the blue satin jogging shorts and thong bikini panties.

"Are you really HOT hot, babe? Cause if you are, maybe we can go somewhere to cool you off."

"Like where, hon?" Kim cooed, sliding over next to her husband on the family room sofa where they were watching the Braves on TV. Fucking baseball. Borrring.

"Well... you know that movie theater I go to? On Sunday mornings?" Rick began.

"Your fuck film, jerk off place?" 

"Yeah."

"Yeah. So. What about it?" Kim asked, toying with her nipples, tugging on them gently, liking the sensations it created in her pussy.

"Well... maybe we could go there tonight. Together," Rick suggested, feeling his cock twitching with excitement.

"I thought it was full of fags. You told me the reason you like to go there is so other guys can see your dick while you're playing with it," Kim said, noting the growing bulge in Rick's shorts. "Isn't that why you wear those old panties of mine? The pink ones you cut the hole in so your cock could stick out through it?"

"You know about those?" Rick asked, surprised.

"Jesus, honey. They're so full of cum stains I can smell them whenever I go into your closet. I found them weeks ago. Don't you ever wash them?" Kim asked, remembering the first time she'd discovered the scummy panties. She'd gone into Rick's closet to get his dirty clothes hamper and had immediately detected the scent of fresh cum and stale piss coming from the corner of the closet. Investigating, she soon found the dirty pink lace panties, a style she hadn't worn in years. Holding them up, examining them, she remembered them as some she'd worn when she'd been pregnant, before the miscarriage. Rick must have found them, and had been wearing them, judging from the looks of the hole cut in the crotch area and the still damp, sticky cum stains all around the hole. Had he been wearing these to that dirty movie theater he went to on weekends? She knew he went there to jerk off, and probably to play with other men as well, but this... this was really kinky. Still, God knows! she knew Rick was dirty enough to do something like this. She resolved to ask him about it when the time was right, and now it was.

"I... I didn't want to tell you about that," Rick said sheepishly.

"Why not, Rick? Because I'd know you let other men jerk you off while you play with their cocks?" Kim grinned.

Rick looked at her, and realized she wasn't angry. Surprised, he said, "If that really was true wouldn't you be mad?"

"Mad? Why? Just from a little mutual masturbation? Jesus Rick, all guys jerk off, and I suspect most have done it at one time or another with other guys as well. Didn't you ever have any circle jerks or something when you were younger?"

"No. I never did," Rick said, his eyes becoming glazed as he began to think about some of his experiences at the movies.

"But you do now, don't you, Rick. Admit it. You let guys play with your cock at those movies, don't you. I'm not stupid, Rick. When you wear my panties to a porno theater, and when you let other men see you playing with yourself, and you show them your hard cock, and when you come home with my panties all stained with cum I'd be pretty stupid to think you didn't let them play with it, too, wouldn't I?"

"Yeah. I guess," Rick said quietly.

"Then it's true. Isn't it. You jerk off other guys while they play with your dick. Don't you, Rick."

"Yes!" he hissed, his cock growing so fast it startled Kim. "I do. God help me, I do, and I love it. I love the feeling of another guy's cum shooting out all over my fingers while I'm jerking him off, and I love the feeling of it when it splashes on my naked thighs, on my panties, and on my cock." Rick reached down inside his shorts and began fondling his cock as he spoke, finally raising up so he could lower his shorts and free his cock completely.

"Is that how you do it at the theater, Rick? Do you lower your shorts like that so your dick and balls are totally exposed to all those other men?" Kim asked, panting now, masturbating herself as she watched her husband's cock continue to grow.

"Yes!" Rick hissed, his dick so hard now it was curling upward toward his stomach.

"Do you do more, Rick? Do you ever... suck a cock? Or let a guy suck you?" Kim panted, her own eyes glazed with excited lust.

"I... I've never sucked a guy. Not yet. But I've let a couple guys suck me off," Rick admitted, his voice coming out in a whosh, his breathing irregular, excited.

"God. I had no idea you'd taken it that far," Kim moaned.

"Do... do you care, baby? Oh God it makes me so fucking hot to expose myself like that in public, and to fuck around with other guys like that. I've wanted to tell you about it for sooooo long," Rick moaned. Pre-cum lubricant was dripping out the end of his dick now, and Kim knew he was going to come soon if she didn't stop him.

"Rick, STOP! RIGHT NOW! Take your hands off your dick, Rick. That's it. Like that. My God, look at your cock twitching. You must really be hot, baby," she said, staring at his cock as it Rickbed and weaved in front of his belly.

"Oh God, Kim, I'm so hot, so excited to be talking to you about this. I've wanted to tell you about it for so long, baby. Does hearing it make you hot, too?" Rick gasped, fighting hard not to come even though he wasn't even touching himself.

"Yes. It does, darling. My pussy is positively dripping just from thinking about seeing you with other men like that."

"You can. If you really want to. But it might be dangerous for you," Rick said quietly.

"How. What do you mean, baby? If we go to the movies, you mean?" Kim asked.

"Yeah. Those guys there... most of them are just like me. They'd prefer to be playing with a woman, but hardly any women ever come in there, and the ones that do... well..."

"Well what, darling? Tell me! What happens when a woman goes there?" Kim asked, excited, close to coming herself. "What if I go there with you tonight? What would happen to me?"

"Anything you wanted, baby. You could play with other guys' cocks... suck them if you wanted to... or even let them fuck you if you're daring enough," Rick said.

"And how would you feel about that, Rick? How would you feel, watching me getting fondled by a bunch of dirty old strangers. How would you feel if you saw me playing with their cocks, baby," Kim said, her fingers flying over her wet cunt now, pausing occasionally to rub her swollen clitoris. "How would you feel if I took my clothes off for them, baby, and exposed myself to them like you do? Would it excite you? Would it excite you to see me sucking one of them, baby? Or maybe even fucking them? Or letting them come all over me... all over my face? My tits? Would it, Rick? Oh GODDDDDD!!" Kim screamed, her orgasm blasting into her, creating a white hot heat inside her so intense she felt herself gushing all over her fingers, staining her satin shorts with her "cum."

"Oh babyyyyy," Rick moaned, his cock erupting, spewing cum all over his stomach, some of it shooting all the way to his chest.

"Let's do it, baby! Let's go to the movies tonight and do it, Rick. All of it. Oh god, I'm so fucking hot, baby. Let me be a slut for you tonight, Rick. Okay? Let me get really nasty with all those naked cocks. And let me watch you jerking off a guy while he plays with your cock, too, okay baby?"

"Oh KIMMMMMM!" Rick moaned, grabbing his cock now, jerking on it until another huge burst of cum shot all the way to his face, hitting him on the chin. Immediately Kim moved next to him, pushing the cum into his mouth with her pussy juice coated fingers.

"Eat it, Rick. Suck his cum. Suck the cum that guy just shot all over your face, darling. Go on. Taste him, Rick. Taste his cum," Kim urged, pushing the cum into Rick's mouth as he eagerly sucked her fingers, chewing and finally swallowing the hot cum.

"Oh Kimmmmmmy," Rick gasped, shaking, totally lost in the fantasy she was spinning for him. "Oh god, yes, feed it to me, give me his cum," he moaned.

"Here, Rick," Kim said, scooping some of the cum from his stomach onto her thumb. "Here it is, darling. His cock. Suck it, Rick. Suck his cock for him while it drools cum into your mouth." Holding out her thumb, she watched as Rick's eyes focused on it. Then she moved it to his lips and he opened his mouth and began sucking the cum-coated thumb, pretending it was another man's cock.

"Oh yeah, baby, yes, yes, yes, Rick, do it, suck his dick, suck him, Rickny. SUCK HIS COCKKKKK!" Kim cried out, coming again as Rick's cock shot yet another rope of cum into the air and all over both of them.

After a few moments of silence, Rick grinned at Kim and said, "Baby, that was so fucking hot, what you just did to me."

"I know. You loved it, didn't you, you queer cocksucker."

"Yes! I did. You know I did. Do you mind?" Rick asked, stroking Kim's long, straight blond hair from her forehead, kissing her tenderly there.

"God no. I loved seeing you getting that hot, baby. And I want to see it really happen. In person. I know you've just come and all, but I'm still horny, Rick. Can we still... can we go to the movies tonight, Rick? Can we? Oh GOD I want it so fucking badly, darling. Can we, baby? Please?"

Rick's cock had begun to soften, but hearing his gorgeous wife's pleas, it began to grow again. "Yes, baby. I want to do it, too. Let's go. Right now. Come on," Rick said, getting up off the sofa, holding out a hand to Kim.

"Oh God, yes. But first I want to dress you, baby. Come with me," Kim said, walking down the corridor to their bedroom. Inside she rummaged through a bottom drawer in her dresser until she found what she was looking for. Then, turning to Rick, she said quietly, "I want you to wear these, Rick. If we're going to do this, want to do it right."

As Rick stared at his beautiful, sexy wife, and at what she was holding for him his cock continued to harden. Kim was holding up a black garter belt and black stockings, along with a pair of red lace panties. Silently, Kim walked over to her husband and had him step out of his Docksiders. Then she pulled down his shorts and underwear, taking them off him.

"We need to put this on first, darling," she said, stretching the garter belt around Rick's waist, hooking it closed. "I know it's tight, but it's stretchy, and it isn't too bad. It's an old one I've had for years, before I lost weight. Now sit down on the bed and let's get your stockings on." Kim rolled up the stockings, over Rick's toes, then over his heel and ankle, and finally all the way up his legs, clasping the garters from the belt shut over the tops of the lacy black stockings.

"That... that feels nice," Rick whispered, his cock rock hard again.

"And so will these," Kim said, pulling the pair of red lace panties up over Rick's legs, making him stand so she could pull them up to his waist. "They're crotchless, darling. Perfect for letting this stick out through them," she said, grasping Rick's cock, sticking it through the cut-out in the crotch of the lacy panties.

"Oh baby. This... this is so fucking kinky," Rick moaned, watching as Kim adjusted the red panties around his erect cock, so obscene looking as it extended out through the cut-out slit in the panties.

"Now let's get you a pair of jeans instead of your shorts, okay? I don't think we want you walking around with wearing nylons for everyone to see, do we. Those are for our special friends at the movies."

"Ah, I... there's just one more thing," Rick said.

"What, darling?"

"Ah... when I go to the movies, I ah... I... I usually take a special jar of Vaseline and baby oil I've mixed up to use to jack off with. Can I take it?"

"Of course, darling," Kim said. "Get it and let's go. I can't wait..."

As the entered the darkened theater, Rick and Kim stood in the aisle for a few moments until their eyes became accustomed to the darkness. Dim lights overhead along with the light coming from the screen provided some visibility, but not much. Kim was entranced by the scene on the screen, which showed a blonde who didn't look too different from Kim being fucked by two men, one in her mouth, the other from behind, in her pussy, as she knelt on her knees between them.

"God that's hot," she whispered, as Rick finally began leading them down the aisle. He found an empty row, and allowed Kim to move in a few seats, leaving room on the other side of her, with a few empty seats next to himself as well.

As they sat there in silence for a few moments, Kim began to detect the sounds of men jacking off all around them. Two rows in front of them she suddenly saw a head appear from out of nowhere right next to another man.

"God, Rick... was that guy sucking the other guy?" she asked, excited.

"Probably," Rick said quietly, unzipping his jeans, eager to get started. Kim watched, as he lifted up off the seat, taking his jeans down to his knees, exposing his cock, which was growing again. Rick reached into his shirt pocket and took out the small jar of lubricant, then dipped his fingers inside. Sitting lower in the seat, he spread his legs and began rubbing the slippery concoction over his cock, then up and down it as he continued with what was obviously an often repeated process.

"God that looks hot, darling," Kim moaned, squeezing her tits. Suddenly a man moved into the row in front of Kim, stopping to stare down at Rick's exposed cock. He sat down in the seat in front of her, and she heard him unzip his jeans. Turning to stare first at Rick's exposed cock, and then at her, he moaned when he saw that Rick was doing nothing to try to hide what he was doing. Neither did the man in front of Kim, and as he turned in his seat, Kim could see his cock sticking straight up out of his pants.

"Oh God, Rick, I can see his cock," Kim moaned, as another man joined them, moving into their own row, sitting down right next to Rick. The man immediately took out his cock and began masturbating as he watched Rick, then tentatively, very slowly, moved his hand toward Rick's cock.

"Oh fuck, Rick, he's going to touch you!" Kim gasped, reaching inside her shorts, inside her panties, to slide a finger up into her wet cunt.

Rick raised up on the seat and pointed his erect cock toward the man next to him, signaling him that it was okay to play. The man instantly reached out and grasped Rick's cock in his fingers, squeezing it, jerking it off as Rick reached over and touched the man's cock in return.

"Oh yeah, baby, play with him. Jerk him off, Rick. Oh God, Rick, yes, baby, do it, stroke his hard cock for him," Kim moaned.

The man in front of Kim turned all the way around in his seat now, staring at Kim as she masturbated in front of him. As he watched her, another man moved into the row next to the man in front of Kim, and he, too, immediately took out his cock and began playing with it.

"Oh Godddd!" Kim moaned. "Darling. I... I want to expose myself, too. Can I, baby? Can I undress, too?"

"Yes!" Rick hissed. "Take everything off, Kim. Do it. Get naked. Right here. Show them everything," Rick moaned, his voice strangled, husky, totally turned on, just as she was herself. They both were hot, very hot, and Kim knew they were going to do some outrageous things before they were through. In a way, it scared her, but more than anything she was excited and eager to let whatever was going to happen simply happen.

Reaching down to the bottom of her tank top, Kim began slowly pulling it up past her stomach, then higher, over her braless tits, exposing them to the men in front of her. Someone from behind her whispered in her ear, "Here, let me help you with that," and she felt her top being pulled up and over her head, then handed to her. She sat there naked from the waist up now as the man behind her began to play with her sweating, naked tits, squeezing them, fondling them, tugging on the nipples, causing her to moan and masturbate harder.

"Can I help you with that?" the man in front of her asked, his hands all over her thighs now, touching her, moving higher, closer to her cunt.

"Yes. But first help me take my shorts and panties off," Kim gasped, crazy with desire, thrilled by the danger involved in what she was doing, looking over at Rick as he and the man next to him watched her as they masturbated each other.

Lifting up off the seat, Kim allowed the man leaning over the seat in front of her to strip off her shorts, then her panties. She was naked now, except for her shoes, naked and dripping with sweat. Because the day was so hot, the theater's air conditioning system wasn't functioning as well as it should, and everyone was sweating. She felt trails of sweat running down from her armpits, and again she could smell her body, smell her excitement, the familiar delicate scent of warm fish floating up to her as the man in front of her now began to dip his fingers inside her cunt.

"Oh GODDDD!" she moaned loudly, watching as the two men who had been engaged in oral sex when they first arrived turned to look at her. Then they, too, got up and moved into the row in front of her. There were four men in front of her now, and then Rick said something to the man next to him.

"Excuse us, darling," Rick said, standing, moving over next to the wall, where he took a seat, allowing the man he'd been playing with to sit next to Kim, leaving her naked and now completely surrounded by strangers who were openly masturbating their naked cocks. Someone moved immediately in next to her and sat down. Kim looked over and saw that the man was a huge black man, and she shivered with delicious excitement. Was it true what they said about black men, she wondered. Did they really have bigger cocks?

"Hi baby," the black said. "Ever see a black dick?"

"Noooo," Kim moaned, fucking into the fingers of the man in front of her who was fingering her.

"Well you're gonna now, hole. Take a look at this," he said, pulling out the largest, thickest cock she'd ever seen. It must have been nine or ten inches long, perhaps more, and it appeared to be at least two or three inches across in thickness.

"My God!" she groaned, staring at the huge weapon.

"Want to touch it? Go ahead. Touch it," he said. Kim reached out and tentatively felt of the huge dick, feeling its velvety softness, moving her fingers around it now, squeezing it, stroking it. She felt the Brillo pad wirey texture of the man's pubic hair, then reached down to examine his balls. They also were huge, like one large ball, similar to a black grapefruit, or a softball.

She turned to see Rick's reaction, and was shocked to see him leaning over the man's lap next to her, stroking the man's cock, rubbing it over his face. Then Kim jumped in her seat as the black next to her leaned over and began eating her, eating her cunt, right there in the theater. Oh God it made her hot. She knew she was out of control now, and loved the feeling, loved the sensation of totally letting go. She knew if he wanted to she would probably let the black man slide up her body and fuck her with that huge cock, and knew he just might do it, but for now, she was exploding with lust as he ate her, and as Rick rubbed the dripping cock of his "friend" all over his face, licking it and sucking it openly in front of her.




At the Movies



"Oh yeah, baby, suck him, suck his cock, then make it squirt all over your face," Kim gasped.

"You like cock suck?" a voice behind her said. She turned, and looked up a a young Asian man. He was standing behind her, his cock out, extended toward her face, leaning closer and closer to her now, until finally he was touching the tip of his oozing cock against her cheek.

"Oh GODDDD!" she cried out, loudly, as she took the dick in her mouth, sucking on it greedily, slurping spit on it, letting the spit drool out of her mouth and down her cheek as the man began pumping his hips into her face. The man next to him was still fondling her tits, and suddenly she heard him moan loudly, followed by a shower of hot sperm cascading down all over her neck and face and tits.

"HMMMMM!" Kim moaned, reluctant to release the growing cock in her mouth. Suddenly that man, too, was coming, and she quickly spit the cock out of her mouth so it could ejaculate all over her face in front of Rick.

"LOOK DARLING. LOOK AT THIS YOUNG BOY SHOOTING CUM ALL OVER YOUR SLUT WIFE'S FACE WHILE YOU SUCK THAT MAN OFF. LOOK AT ME, KEN, AND MAKE HIM DO THE SAME THING TO YOU!" Kim begged.

"Oh Godddd!" Rick moaned, as the man he was sucking began doing just as Kim requested, his cock erupting, spewing cum all over Rick's face, drenching him with it.

"AHHHHH!" Kim screamed, her scream filling the theater as the black man suddenly rose from the floor in front of her and raised her legs up over his shoulders, quickly forcing his cock inside her wet pussy. Kim felt as though she was being fucked by a horse. Inside she felt something stretching, and as he continued pushing forward into her she came so hard she began pissing all over him.

"Jesus Christ!" the black gasped. "Fucking white cunt, you're pissing on me!"

"Hmmmmm!" Kim moaned, moving her head back and forth on the seat, feeling the cum dripping from her cheeks onto her shoulders. Someone else behind her was coming on her again now, and then the black began pumping into her faster and faster, until finally, he, too, was erupting inside her cunt, filling her with cum. With each spurt of cum inside her totally stretched and stuffed pussy, his cock expanded even larger, and Kim's orgasm spasmed wildly in return.

"OH!! OH!! OH!! OH!!" she continued to gasp, the intensity of waves of pleasure she was experiencing unlike anything she'd ever felt before, unlike anything she'd ever dreamed was possible. She wanted to faint, the pleasure was so acute, yet she didn't want to miss a single second of this fantastic, seemingly never-ending orgasm.

"God... DAMN... fucking... white... bitch!" the black grunted, each word timed to another thrust forward inside Kim's overflowing pussy. She just lay there, letting him use her, her eyes mere slits now, as she tried to focus on the activity next to her. Rick and the man had traded places, and Rick was kissing her, licking the cum off her cheeks, as the man he'd sucked was now on his knees in front of Rick, sucking Rick.

"Oh babeeeee!" Kim moaned, smiling at Rick.

"Is it good, baby?" Rick asked.

"Oh GOD, Rick. I've never... I've never been so filled and stuffed and fucked in my life. LOOK at this cock, Rick," Kim said, as she felt the black man finally pull out of her. "TOUCH it, darling. FEEL him. He's ENORMOUS!"

Rick reached down and felt the still pulsating black cock that had just fucked his wife. The black man laughed quietly as Rick stroked him, milking him, milking the last few drops of cum from the incredibly large black dick, letting it drip down onto Kim's thighs. Kim was leaking a river cum out of her cunt now, and Rick used the black cock to wipe the cum all over her swollen clit.

"Oh Ricknnny," Kim moaned, feeling her excitement building again. "I... I love this, Rick. I fucking love it... all of it!"

"Me, too, baby. When I let that guy suck my cock while I was watching you fucking this horse cock, with those guys behind you playing with your tits, and fucking you in the mouth, and coming all over you... Jesus, Kim... I've never had such as orgasm. I practically choked the guy to death with my cum. It was great!"

"I know, baby. And when you went down on him when I was fucking this guy, God, Rick, when he came in me I was so hot I pissed all over him."

"OH baby! That's so fucking hot! God I love you," Rick moaned, kissing Kim, their mouths open, cum dripping from both of their faces.

"Damn, bitch. That was some fuck. Wish I could stay and party with you again, but I gotta go to work," the black guy said, standing, pulling his pants up.

"What do you do?" Kim asked, still lying naked with her legs spread wide open, cum dripping down into her asshole from the fucking she'd just received from the black.

"I'm a cop," the black said. "One of Atlanta's finest! Y'awl take care, now. Maybe we'll party again some time. I'll be looking for ya."

"Jesus, a cop!" Kim giggled. "He could have arrested us."

"But he didn't," Rick said. "Cops are human, too, baby. And some of them are just as horny and perverted as we are."

"Hmmm. Let's go home. I've had enough cock for today. Did you?" Kim said.

"Yeah. I came two or three times already. I'd say that was enough for one day."

"I bet I can make you come one more time," Kim teased.

"Yeah? How?"

"By fucking or sucking another guy," she said.

"ANOTHER one? Damn, baby, you must be on fire today."

"I am. Want me to do it?" she asked, masturbating again, looking up as another man moved in and sat down next to her. The man immediately began feeling her tits, then took his cock out and began stroking it.

"Oh baby," Rick moaned, feeling a tingling in his balls as his cock began to harden one more time.

"Watch me, Rick. Watch me fuck this guy while I blow another one," Kim said, her voice low and throaty again.

Kim reached over and began jacking off the new man next to her until his cock was rock hard. Then without warning she got up and sat on his dick, sliding down onto his cock with ease after the cock she'd just taken up her cunt.

"Oh GODDDDD!" the man moaned. A man in front of Kim stood and took out his cock, jerking it off as he moved it closer to her face.

"No. I won't suck you unless you climb over here and jerk off my husband while he watches me," she said, backing away from the cock. The man looked at Rick, who had begun jacking off again, and said, "Fuck. Okay. But you better give good head, lady."

He climbed over and sat between Kim and Rick, then reached out and began stroking Rick's hardening cock.

"Put some of this on it," Rick moaned, reaching into his pocket, pulling out the little jar of Vaseline and baby oil. "Smear my cock with it."

The man did as he was told, and as he stroked Rick's cock the squishing sounds of his masturbating could be hear above the sounds of moaning coming from the screen, and from Kim. Leaning over, Kim continued fucking the man under her as she took the cock in her mouth of the man jerking off Rick, sucking him while he masturbated her husband. Kim could clearly see what the man was doing. Rick's grease covered cock was inches in front of her face, and with each stroke of the man's fingers down Rick's cock, Kim lowered, then raised her lips on the man's cock. It didn't take the man long to realize what she was doing, and as he felt his orgasm approaching, he began to stroke Rick faster and faster. Kim's sucking lips and mouth continued to keep up with him, until finally she heard the man groaning just before his cock erupted inside her mouth.

Spurt after spurt of his hot cum splashed into her mouth, and in seconds she saw Rick's cock erupt, too, splattering the man's fingers with his hot cum. Kim leaned forward, and when the man realized what she wanted, he pulled Rick's cock closer to her mouth and held it next to her face as it continued to spurt cum from the end.

"Ohhh fuck me, fuck me, FUCK MEEEEE!" Kim screamed, as the man beneath her began pumping faster and faster inside her sopping pussy. Then, with a gasping groan, he, too, was coming, filling her with hot cum for the second time that hour. Two men had fucked her pussy and come in her, as well as a number of men who had come all over her face and tits and in her mouth. Kim could feel their cum all over her naked, sweating body, and when she lifted off the man next to her, slumping back down in the seat next to Rick, she felt totally and completely drained.

"Oh baby... that was the most fun I've ever had," she said, gasping, breathing deeply, feeling the cum dripping from her cunt and face.

"Me, too, Kim," Rick said, stroking her pussy, feeling the cum oozing out of it, playing with it, rubbing it over her thighs and through her pubic hair.

"Time to go, baby. I can't take another one," Kim smiled, looking around for her clothes, finding the tank top on the floor. She pulled it on and felt the cold wetness of cum and piss on it, and shuddered as a chill shook her body. Then she found her shorts on the floor as well, and pulled them on over her cum filled cunt, not even trying to find her panties.

Rick got up and buckled his jeans, and they left. When they walked into the brightly lit foyer, Kim saw her reflection in the ticket booth glass partition, and she was shocked. Her hair was matted to her face, and cum was everywhere on her clothes and skin.

"Jesus, I look like the biggest slut I've ever seen," she exclaimed, wiping some of the cum from her face with a tissue.

"Well you are, babe, and I love it," Rick said. "You were fantastic. I'll jerk off thinking about this night for years."

"Or until we do it again," Kim smirked, her eyes sexy as she leaned over and kissed her husband on the cheek...

***************



At The Movies



It was an art film. Which generally I like, but this one was a drudging cine, filled with morose, benighted characters trying to justify their exiguous existence's. Frankly, it was putting me to sleep. I felt my eyelids grow heavy about a half hour into this two hour distraction. I had already finished my popcorn and was eyeing yours. Sleep or eat, these were my options, locked in a dark theater. 

I glanced over at you, but your eyes were fixed to the screen. He can't actually be enjoying this insipid garbage could he, I thought to myself. I slid down into the seat, my ass almost hanging off the chair, my legs spread, feet planted to the ground to keep from sliding all the way down to the floor. Not exactly "ladylike" but who cared? I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. I decided to opt for sleep.

I felt you lean a little closer. I could feel your warmth next to me. It was chilly in the theater. I heard someone complaining about it when the movie began. She was right. It was cold. Then I felt your hand on the top of my head, fingers gently rubbing my scalp through my hair. You do know how much I love when you play with my hair. Trying to relax me, maybe put me to sleep, I wondered. Until I felt your other hand on my thigh. Slowly you moved it up my thigh. I kept my eyes closed. Seems sleep was not in your plan after all.

Your hand moved up until it reached the top of my jeans. Unbuttoning and unzipping them. I closed my eyes even tighter. I didn't want to know if the couple in the next row could see us. Your hand crept down into my panties, cupping my mound. Then I felt two fingers slide inside me. Deep inside me. I spread my legs even wider. I wanted you inside me. I knew I was wet. You always make me so wet. I bit my lower lip to keep quiet, but my breathing became heavier as you started to fuck me. Although I wasn't sleeping, I certainly felt like I was dreaming.

With your fingers deep inside me, you worked your thumb over my clit. Rubbing it, sending me close to the edge. My hips were moving now, up and back. My hands gripping the arms of the chair. Your other hand still on my head. Then you kissed me. A hard kiss on the mouth. It took me by surprise. Your tongue parting my lips, like it had so many times before. Invading my mouth, while your fingers invaded my pussy. Closer and closer I moved to the edge. Some place much better than sleep.

You moved your face away from mine. My eyes still closed. You whispered into my ear, asking me if I wanted to cum. I felt myself blush a bit and I nodded yes. But you wanted to hear me. So, you told me no. Ask me, beg me. Embarrassed a bit, knowing there were people so close by, I whispered in a small voice to you. 

"Please, please let me cum for you. I am right on the edge now. Please." I begged.

"Not yet little one."

I fought hard to stave off the impending orgasm. Not an easy thing to do when someone's fingers are working in and out of you. Faster and harder your fingers fucked me. My heart was pounding so loudly, I was sure you could hear it. My ass and hips pushing up to meet your strokes. I was sweating, despite how cold it was in the dark theater. I felt the beads of perspiration on my upper lip. I knew my other lips were quite wet, as well. You added another finger. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to cum so badly. 

"Please, oh please. I can't take it anymore. I need to cum for you. I will be a good girl, please. I am going nuts. I can't hold on anymore." I pleaded with you.

I knew you had to have been smiling. Enjoying watching me squirm and beg, all while trying to remain as quiet as possible. I wasn't even sure if I heard you when you whispered to me.

"Cum for me." 

Hoping I heard you correctly, I let myself go over the orgasmic edge. Tumbling into this wonderful, ecstatic space. Biting my lip hard to keep quiet, my hips moving, my hands tight on the arms of the chair, eyes still closed, my whole body tense as I gave into it. The feelings washed over me. I was there. Cumming hard. I didn't care who heard me. I must have started to moan as I felt your mouth move on mine, quieting me. I made a note to myself to thank you for that later. The orgasm worked through me. It was so strange, it felt like it was moving both quickly and slowly. I wasn't sure, I only knew I never wanted it to end. As it subsided, I felt your fingers slide from my pussy. They moved away from me. I opened my eyes and looked over at you. You were facing forward, watching the screen, eating your popcorn. Maybe I had fallen asleep?

You glanced over at me and saw me looking at you. You smiled and took some popcorn and brought it to my lips. I noticed your fingers were wet with artificial butter. I opened my mouth and you put two pieces on my tongue. As I closed my lips you slid your fingers out of my mouth. Wait. That was not just artificial butter. I tasted myself on your fingers. I looked down and noticed my pants were zippered and buttoned. Could I have been dreaming?

You fed me some more popcorn as the movie dragged on. I kept tasting myself on your fingers. How was it possible? I didn't think my imagination was that powerful. I kept looking over at you. I don't know, maybe I was looking for a sign, or something. I felt like I had cum. I was a little light headed, felt wet between my legs. It was driving me crazy. As the movie ended you turned to me and said it was time to leave. You wanted to make sure I was awake. I wasn't sure about anything. Maybe I was still dreaming.

You took my hand as we walked across the lobby. I was still confused and having a difficult time focusing on anything. My legs felt a little wobbly. We stepped out into the balmy night and stopped to decide where to go get something to eat. I heard you saying something about not wanting to go to a particular restaurant, I was still having some trouble putting my thoughts together. I still wasn't sure if I was awake or sleeping back in the theater.

"I liked your show considerably more than the movie." 

I turned my head toward the voice. It was an older man, about fifty. He and his female companion were smiling. He winked, not sure if it was meant for you or me, as he walked passed us. It was the couple from the row next to ours. I felt myself turn a deep crimson. I looked at you. You were laughing. I love when you laugh. You took me in your arms and hugged me to you. 

"Thought you were dreaming, my love?" you asked me with a tender smile.



At The Movies



Sex with her was exciting, very satisfying, and also adventurous like I hadn't known since I was a teenager. She was so responsive I couldn't believe it, and she was also willing to try just about anything I suggested.

I had told her about going to a drive-in movie with my first wife, before we were married, and how my wife had taken all her clothes off before she left her parents house, putting them under her coat, to be worn later. Not one to be out-done, whenever we went to a drive-in movie, Ilene was out of her clothes when we parked in the theater, and either doing things to herself, or me, or both, totally oblivious to the cars and people around us. A couple of times she was out of those clothes before we ever got to the cashier's booth, and I always made sure the booth was on her side of the car when we entered. Before you jump to conclusions, by doing it that, way she could press against the door and the cashier couldn't be sure that she was as naked as she looked. 

That was in the warm part of the year. In the winter she did the coat routine and regardless of the season, going to the movies with her was always a rare experience. It was also a miracle that no one ever saw her with her clothes off. 

Well, almost no one.

One evening, as we sat in the middle of a very crowded drive-in movie parking lot, Ilene pulled off her clothes and sat beside me, naked and looking luscious. I had no intention of ignoring her, but the movie was one I had been waiting to see. When she realized I was torn between the film and giving her the attention she was hoping for, she actually chuckled. She told me to watch my movie, but that when it was over, she expected 110% of my attention. She also mentioned that she might just start without me.

A half an hour or so later, I realized that she wasn't sitting as close to me as usual. When I looked over at her, she had her head back on the seat and her eyes were closed. She had one hand in her crotch and her legs were spread wide as she massaged her clit and moved her hips. Her other hand was moving from one breast to the other, then back again, as she massaged her tits and pinched her nipples. She was obviously enjoying herself, so I just grinned and went back to watching the movie.

Something drew my attention back to her side of the car a few moments later, and when I glanced her way, I saw a young guy standing outside of her window, watching her performing with herself. She was so involved with what she was doing that she didn't know he was there. My first impulse was to yank open my door and confront him, or at least tell her that she had company. But for some reason I did neither. The guy had to know I was in the car with her, but he was so intent on looking at Ilene that it took a few minutes before he noticed that I was watching him, as he watched her. 

When he noticed me, he was obviously startled, but I motioned to him that it was okay, then pointed at her as I made a point out of looking at her myself. He seemed to understand, then grinned like crazy, made a motion that clearly indicated her tits, and gave me a thumbs up. Obviously, he was a tit man, although he seemed to enjoy looking at the rest of her body as well.

After a moment or two, he pointed at me, then held his hands out in front of his chest and pantomimed squeezing motions, seeming to suggest that I should squeeze her tits. I leaned over and kissed her, then ran my hand under hers and began to fondle and squeeze her tits while our "guest" watched. She was still so busy with her body and what I was doing that she still didn't see him. 

I continued to kiss her as I reached down, pushing her legs as wide as she could get them, then proceeded to run my finger in and out of her pussy while she humped against my hand. When she began to cum, I pulled her close while continuing to stroke her clit until she arched her back and gasped. As she was beginning to relax, I glanced out at our friend, smiled and motioned for him to leave before she knew he was there. He smiled in return, mouthed the words "thank you" and took off. 

Much to Ilene's surprise, I scooted back into my seat, started the car, and drove out of the theater straight to a place where we could park, and I could fuck her. I could not believe how horny that simple episode had made me, and I don't think I lasted more then ten minutes before going off inside of her as she straddled my cock. I guess I never told her about that guy. At the time it wasn't the thing to do, and later, I just forgot.



At the Movies



Everyone knows Bobby and I are friends, but the don't know how close of friends were are. He's known about my crossdressing for sometime because we have been lovers for that long. 

One weekend my folks were away Bobby called me and asked if I'd like to get dressed up and go to the movies. At first I balked at the idea of going out in public dressed up, even though I do pass for a girl, but he told me he was going to take me to the adult movie theater that is open all night. he said we would go late enough where there wouldn't be a lot of people. Also the theater as private booths for couples. I really was then turned on by the idea, but I pretended I needed coaxing into it. Bobby talks so dirty to me then. Finally I agreed to the date.

As the minutes grew closer to our date I became more and more aroused. I decided to wear the bear minimum. I dressed in my white bra with matching stockings and garter belt. I put on my make up and long blond wig. 

It was 2:00 a.m. when Bobby knocked on the door. I put on my oversized rain coat and hat then opened the door. Bobby smiled as he me how eager I was to be going out with him. "Mmm..I can't wait to see what's under that coat," he purred to me as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me towards him. As our lips touched our mouths opened. His tongue entered my mouth and wetly petted mine. I felt my cock spring to life as well as Bobby's bulge as he pressed it against me. Bobby broke our embrace and said, "Let's go Shelly".

As we rode to the theater I was practically sitting on Bobby's lap as he drove. My left hand gently massaging his hard on through his jeans. "Excited baby?!," he said smiling. "I am so hot Bobby..I can hardly control myself," I told him.

We pulled into the parking lot beside the theater. I was glad to see that there were only 3 other vehicles parked. Bobby walked up to the ticket booth as I stood behind him. "A private booth please," Bobby requested to the teller. The man in the booth glanced behind Bobby to get a look at me. He smiled at Bobby took his money then gave him a key. "Enjoy the show," he then said giving Bobby a wink. Bobby turned to me and replied, "We sure will". I took Bobby's hand and we walked into the theater.

Bobby and I raced up the stairs to our booth. As I entered behind him he locked the door. The room was dark except for the light shown in from the movie screen. There was a medium size couch facing the screen where a girl was doing some serious cock sucking. Bobby and I sat on the couch. The aroma of dried cum permeated from the cloth of the couch was intoxicating. Bobby and I began kissing passionately. Our tongues moved in and out of each other’s mouths, our hands moved up and down groping at the others body. Bobby undid my belt and opened my coat. He wrapped the fingers of his right hand around the shaft of my stiff cock and began to jerk me off. "Oh Bobby," I hissed as he pumped my dick up and down.

Bobby stood and began to strip off his clothes. I took the coat off and spread my legs apart and began to play with myself. The sound of the girl sucking the cock in the movie caught me attention for a moment and I looked at the screen. When I looked back at Bobby he was now naked. I sat up and took hold of his rod in my right hand opened my mouth and put his dick in my mouth. I then moved my hands to the cheeks of his gorgeous ass as I bobbed my head back and forth. Bobby put his hands on the sides of my head and guided me as I sucked him. "Yea Shelly...that's it..take my cock baby...suck that dick girl," he softly spoke. The loud sound of the guy in the movie groaning as he was receiving his blowjob encouraged me as I sucked Bobby's bone.

I let Bobby's cock out of my mouth and pushed my face into his spit-covered rod. I moved my head side to side rubbing his cock into my face. "Oh Bobby fuck me..fuck me with your cock," I pleaded with him. I felt like such a slut begging to be fucked in a dark dank dirty XXX rated movies house.

Bobby reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a small tube of lube and sat down next to me. He poured a dab of it on the head of his hard on and I lovingly used my hand to apply the lotion on his cock. I then straddled his lap and spread my ass. I opened my mouth and breathed deep as I felt his head slowly penetrate me. I moaned lowly as I eased my body down impaling myself on his stiff dick. I placed my hands on the back of the couch and slowly started humping my hips up and down. I squeezed my ass muscles together to better feel Bobby's cock drilling my butt. Bobby took the bottle of lube and poured some of it on my cock and started jacking me off. This caused me to squeal every time I humped down on him. 

Faster and faster he jerked my cock up and down and I kept pace by fucking him just as fast. Finally Bobby pulled his head back and groaned loudly as I felt his cock shot loads of hot cum inside me. The sensation was more than I could control as I was moaned louder and louder until I cried out, "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh," as my cum jettison out of my cock and spurted over Bobby's chest.

We cuddled on the couch watching the rest of the movie when Bobby said that we should make a movie of our own. So we headed to my parent's home and....



At The Movies



I've always loved the naughty delight of getting felt up just barely out of public view. And the titillating thrill of grabbing my man when no one is looking just cant be beat. They get so cute and embarrassed when it makes them poke. It arouses me knowing that their lusty mind is consumed with whisking me to some corner and giving me a nice feel back, or better.

But for me the most erotic treat, the most perfect sexual flirt is to make love in a movie theater. I finally lived this, my most intense dream, the fantasy I've had for as far back as I can remember. Tim and I make love in so many provocative ways and in so many places. But never, never in public. I wanted to seduce him so completely that he could not resist me even in full view, potentially, of others.

We often lay together in my room before making love, and while our hands play and our mouths lick and suck we tell each other our many fantasies. It always makes our sex so much better. But I never shared my ultimate fantasy with him. I wanted to catch him by surprise. I wanted to be sliding down his delight before he knew what happened.

I managed to get him to agree to take me to a movie he wasn't interested in when I was on top of him, teasing him with my hot cunt just above his tip, making him beg for more. I coyly asked him if he would take me to the movie I had in mind. He moaned a 'yes', so I rewarded him with the kind of treat he liked best: me on top, pumping him with eyes locked onto his, commanding him with my expression to cum in me.

For the evening of the movie I wore a low cut, light blue nit dress. My heart beat fiercely the entire drive there. Had his hand slipped up my dress (which it frequently did when he drove) and found me pantiless, he would have pulled over and fucked me right then (this happened frequently, too). And I would have been too hot and weak to stop him. I wanted him full for me that night. However, he did manage to slide a hand down my front and play with my aroused nipples. He knew that drove me absolutely crazy for him. It was all I could do to not ask him to pull over.

I got to the ticket booth in one piece. I winked at every man there (that I could get away with) and drank in their lusty returned looks. I delighted in knowing that only a single layer of fabric kept my cunt and light figure from their view. I couldn't stop undressing Tim with my eyes. I felt so weak I could hardly walk. My heart wouldn't stop pounding. My hands couldn't get dry. Tim knew I was in the most desperate need. For a moment I was afraid Tim was going to take me somewhere and satisfy me. He knew I'd let him. He knew I was dying for it. But I wanted him in that theater.

As we finally walked in I boldly lead him to the back far corner. He followed happily, knowing that I wasn't interested in the movie. He knew I only wanted to neck and have him feel me up a few orgasms.

Luckily there wasn't anyone near us. The minute the lights went down he leaned over and buried his face into my eager neck. His hands squeezed my thinly veiled, excited breasts. Then his right hand deliciously slid up my thigh and found a bare, wet pussy waiting for him. His fingers were was so expert that I orgasmed right then. His tongue drove deeper into my mouth and licked down my neck and under my quivering chin.

Then I made my first move. I reached over and squeezed his meat through his pants. He unlatched his belt. I unzipped him and opened his pants. I pulled out his glorious stiff meat and stroked it. His drooling rod soaked my fingers as he licked my creamy skin. I knew I'd have him soon.

His eyes nearly popped when I lifted my dress well above my hips, revealing my slutty womanhood for him. I slid a bit down and opened my legs. His fingers slipped up in me and worked me to another orgasm. All the while I kept his shaft at its peak, right at the edge, my fingers barely sliding down his slippery stiffness as he got close.

I leaned down and slipped my mouth over his tip, then down his length. He could hardly contain his moans. I kept sucking until his chin went back and his eyes closed.

He was ready. Weakened by my sexual power and totally under my spell, I quickly stood up and before he could think I straddled him and slid down his long, pleasing dick.

He was mine.

I ground and fucked nastily, smoothly twisting my torso as I rode up and down. I held his face firmly within my hands, and face-to-face drilled my burning, lusting eyes straight into his. 

Almost scowling I whispered breathily, "Fuck your whore."

I rode him hard and grinding, alternating between giving him all of my squirming weight and almost lifting off completely. His eyes submitted to mine. His expression became more and more intense as his climax approached. His head stroked my tight channel like never before. My fixed, determined expression demanded his cum. I knew it wouldn't be long. His hands slid up under my dress and cupped my braless, sweaty, bobbing breasts. He squeezed them as my man's cock shot full loads deep into his riding slut. My cunt felt each hot squirt. My expression matched his. My face moved with his. My mouth covered his as his girl cummed around his throbbing stick inside her. As I came his hands slid down his girl's warm, moist back and tightly gripped her frisky, squirming ass.

If anyone had known just how hot the back row was that night.

I melted upon him and buried my face into his neck. He slowly whispered, "There's a girl I know who's going to get fucked somewhere tonight." With his meat still in me I licked behind his ear seductively, letting his wonderful male mind roam free to wherever it wished, for as long as it wished.

He finally softly added, "Only I hear that this girl likes it nude," I giggled lightly and gave him a few approving strokes from my cunt. With noses touching I smiled and whispered, "I dare you."

We walked out smiling, knowing that a 'certain girl' was going to have the funnest night ever.



At The Movies



Mistress decided to take her little princess out for some fun. She let him wear his icky boy clothes, but made him wear a hot pink thong and bra underneath them. Mistress looked stunning in a long black dress and high leather boots. She led him to her car, and drove to an adult theater. This theater was known as a place where men went to meet men.

“Oh no Mistress! Please don’t take me in there!”

Her pleas were met with a sharp slap to the face. “You never say no to me, you little slut! It’s time you put your girl talents to work!”

She led him by the hand into the theater. It was dark and about half full. It reeked of male sweat and semen.

“Time to show you off little one. Strip down to your bra and panties.” Mistress collected her princess’ clothes and put them in her bag.  “There. Just in case you try to run away, you’ll have to walk all the way home in just your undies!”

She grabbed the front of her slave’s panties and led him to the front of the theater. About 10 men were there, all staring at this shaved slut, with such a hard boy-clit poking out of the front of his panties. “Turn around darling, and show the men your cute ass in that thong.” He complied and was rewarded with whistles from the horny men. “Attention boys, my little slut needs training. Who would like to help her learn?”

Immediately She led me to a fat, ugly, older man. “This one looks just perfect for you sweetie! Would you like to meet my little girl, sir?”

The man smiled and lowered his pants. His penis was small, about 4 or 5 inches, very hairy and very hard. “Bring her over here.” Mistress led me to the man and ordered me to sit on his lap. I straddled his wide legs, facing forward and sat down. I could feel his hard cock rubbing between my legs, rubbing against my little boy pussy. I was so embarrassed, but so excited at the same time. My little boy clit was dripping juices inside my panties, making a visible wet spot on the front.

The man grabbed me by my nipples, pulling me back against his chest. He turned my face towards his and started kissing me. He thrust his tongue deep inside my virginal mouth. Here I was, being groped and kissing an ugly older man in public, and loving every second of it!

Mistress smiled at the sight. “Enough kissing little one, time to put your mouth to better use.” She stood me up and stripped me nude, putting my undies away in her bag. “Let’s freshen up that cute mouth of yours,” she said as she pulled out a tube of bright red lipstick. Turning me around, she placed her hand on the back of my head. “Kneel”. She forced my head between the man’s thighs. “Now thank him for kissing you.”

I opened my mouth and took his penis inside. It was the first real cock I had ever sucked. His cock felt warm and spongy inside my mouth. The man grabbed my head and started humping my face, calling me names. “You’re just a little slut cocksucker, aren’t you?” he asked.

“Yeth thir,” I answered around his cock. Sliding in and out of my little girl mouth, he started groaning, and I was rewarded with a mouthful of cum. It was so hot and so delicious. “Swallow every drop honey,” my Mistress commanded. “Now clean him up.”

I licked his softening cock clean. He forced my head lower and I took his balls into my mouth. “Such a good little girl you have here lady.”

“Now for the rest of you.” Mistress led me nude, into the theater aisle. She made me lay on my back on the dirty floor. I was surrounded by 10 men, all with their pants open, stroking their hard cocks. Mistress Sharon took a leather paddle out of her bag. While the men watched, stroking themselves, she proceeded to smack my boy-clit. It hurt so much, I started to weep, but it felt so good, I couldn’t help moaning. This turned the men on more, and they started to cum. “Shoot it all over her,” my Mistress commanded.

The men came in buckets. Shooting it all over my face, on my chest, on my legs, and onto my hard boy-clit.

“Oh, you look so pretty and shiny my pet.” Scooping the cum from my chest, Mistress fed it to me, sliding her cum covered fingers in and out of my mouth. “You’ve been a very good girl. I will allow you to stroke yourself for these men.”

With the men still watching, I started rubbing my clittie. Up and down I stroked with one hand, the other cupping my sac. Mistress continued to feed me cum off of my body.

“Cum for me now sweetheart!” she commanded. At her command I climaxed, spraying my sperm up in the air and onto my face. “You look so cute when you do that.”

My Mistress returned my clothes to me. She wouldn’t allow me to clean off any of the cum. “You will ride home with a cum covered face, and show everyone what a little sissy slut you are.”

On the ride home, I realized how much I loved my Mistress. She takes such good care of me!

“Next time we’ll practice with you other girl hole….” 



At the Movies



I had just returned from an overseas assignment that had stretched from six months to over ten months and I was living in a hotel a block from our corporate offices. Prior to going overseas I worked in a regional office and as such I wasn't familiar in the least with anything in my new hometown. I hadn't even checked in with the office yet, as I was suffering from jet lag and my biological clock was so messed up that it took me a few days to adjust. I was finally feeling okay and was due to report to my new assignment in the morning. I didn't feel much like just hanging around the hotel all evening so I decided to go see a racy flick that had good reviews.

I got my tub of popcorn and a large drink and found a seat in the theater. It was one of those multiplex theaters with stadium seating. It was a Wednesday and it wasn't too crowded. There was no one around me, front or back or to the sides. The lights went down and the movie began. Early on there was one of those scenes shot in dark. The theater was as dark as a coal miner's ass on a biblically cloudy day. A girl kissed me on the cheek and sat next to me. She put something in my hand and helped herself to my popcorn and drink. It was made of a silky material and very small. As I played with it I realized that she had given me a pair of panties. Shit! I decided not to say anything and just see where things went.

She consumed all of my popcorn and put the bucket on the floor. After a while there came a protracted scene in which the hero was making love to his girlfriend, a scene that left little to the imagination. Her hand went to my crotch. Blood rushed to my cock as she gently rubbed and stroked it through my jeans. She stared ahead watching the movie. By the light of the projector, I could see that she was a blonde with a gorgeous face and nice tits. Once hard, she began squeezing me. I decided to be a gentleman and return the favor by sliding my hand up her skirt. Just as I thought, she was panty-less. My hand brushed her cleanly shaven vulva. I rubbed her inner thighs and vulva for quite sometime as her slit became very wet. 

Staring straight ahead, she unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. I felt the zipper go down on the underside of my hard prick. Her cool hand slipped into my boxers. I nearly jumped out of my seat at the first contact of her hand on my bare dick. She massaged me for several minutes until precum was streaming out of my cock. She used her thumb to massage the lubricant into my hot spongy head. 

My fingers slipped between her now hot and swollen labia. She was some juicy chick! I just ran my finger up and down her slippery trench. She was squirming slightly and appeared to be enjoying my attentions as much as I enjoyed her attentions. Her thumb kept flicking over my glans, making me jerk with every pass. I started massaging around her clit with my thumb while my middle finger sank deep in her vagina in search of her G-spot. I found the spongy little patch right where it was supposed to be, and I massaged it with the pad on my finger. Her squirming became more pronounced. She raised her free hand to her mouth to stifle a cry as I felt her contractions beginning. She whimpered and squeezed my dick tight. After a minute or so, I felt her body relax. I stopped fingering her for a few moments, as I knew she was now supersensitive.

During that pause she began working anew on the head of my dick. She put her hand around it so that she could grip the stalk while she squeezed the head with her thumb and forefinger. I closed my eyes and just let it come, ejaculating in her hand. She continued teasing the head after I had stopped cumming, causing my entire body to jerk. 

She stopped and raised her fist to her lips, licking my cum off her hand, then returning for more. I felt it only fair to reciprocate and brought my fingers wet with her pussy juices to my mouth. She tasted absolutely divine. I returned for more.

The movie lasted for well over another hour and we mutually pleasured each other the entire time. I lost track of how many times she came, but it had to be at least six more times. My hand continually made the journey from her pussy to my mouth. I came one more time and she relished every drop. I was working on cumming a third time when the credits began to roll and the lights went up.

She turned to me dreamy eyed, ready to give me a kiss. Her eyes got wide and her succulent lips went oval. "Oh, my god!" she cried and jumped up. 

I zipped my pants up and headed after her to introduce myself. I found her in the lobby, bewildered, desperately searching for something. "Excuse me Miss, I'm Jack and can I have your phone number?"

She looked at me with an expression of pure panic. "I don't know you!" 

I could have said 'Yes you do, you've been eating my cum for over an hour,' but I didn't. 

"Oh, god! There's my husband!" She rushed off to meet him. 

Seeing her, he threw up his hands and shouted, "Where have you been?" He rolled his eyes in exasperation as she tried to explain that she had gotten lost and couldn't find him. He didn't look very happy. 

As they left the theater she turned and gave me a sly wave with her fingers. Then she was gone, leaving me with only a great memory and her red silk panties. 



At The Movies: After The Show



This is the third chapter in this 'At The Movies' series and the other two were titled 'The First Hour' and 'The Second Hour'. This chapter was very hard to set up so I hope it flows smoothly and you can get excitement from reading it. Please email me with your comments and suggestions.

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It was time to implement Jed's plan. As complicated as it was, he hoped to pull it off without a hitch. The pressure building deep inside his groin would soon burst if he didn't get fucked very soon. Watching the three girls go at it was definitely a chance in a million but it had made him mad with lust. 

His thinking was deliberate and calculated which would enable him to fulfill his fantasy of having Diane, a married woman with a gorgeous, sexy body. He had to be quick as the credits began to roll and some of the patrons were beginning to leave the theater. The two girls rose reluctantly and left to regain their belongings still in their previous seats. Telling Ron to stay with Diane, Jed scurried to the rear and the lobby. 

Meanwhile Diane tried her best to regain what composure she could. Buttoning her blouse, she tucked it into the waist of her skirt. Searching the immediate area by her seat, she eventually found her discarded panties. Ignoring the fact that Ron was watching, she swiftly pulled the silky material on, brushing her skirt down to look as presentable as possible. The past two hours had left Diane exhausted and drained, as it seemed every muscle in her body ached? Nothing like this had ever happened in her life and the mere thought of it made her body tremble with guilt. 

Quickly, Jed entered the restroom and started to give instructions to buddies, Ric and Lonny in a soft voice so Diane's husband, John couldn't hear. All three chuckled at their success so far and Jed went on to tell them that they could fuck the lesbians as much as their hearts desired. He said that he and Ron were going to get the wifie and by the time they were done with her, she would be their fucking toy slut. 

Giving them a wink and knowing thumbs up, he indicated that their time was coming. Then he reassured them by saying, "Don't worry about the girls as they won't be able to report us or else all the storied details of what transpired earlier would be brought out." Opening the front of his coat, he showed them a small digital movie camera and said, "I have all the evidence we need on this so mister and missus will not report us." 

Turning to husband John, he told him that his wife was irate with him for supposedly arranging for a stranger to accost her. "She got severely pissed off and had Ron, my buddy, drive her home," he told John.

John protested saying that he would never do such a thing and that his wife would never believe such a lie. Thinking out loud, he added that they had talked about letting someone fuck her but she was always dead set against it. He had insisted many times but to no avail. Then it hit him, Diane would think he had gone ahead without her knowledge and arranged for some guy to assault her in the theater. 

Well, Jed continued, "Whether she would or wouldn't believe he had done it wasn't that important as she had already left." In fact, he lied, "She invited us over for a drink after the movie as she thinks we are your friends." Since Jed would be riding with Ron, he asked John if he and his buddies, Ric and Lonny could go home with him so they could meet Ron and Diane there. 

"Oh yeah, since you are inviting us in for a drink, I hope you don't mind if a couple of our girlfriends come too," he added. Now the stage was set for all eight people to be together in John and Diane's home. All Jed had to do now was convince the two girls, Sally and Joan to tag along.

Jed told John, Ric and Lonny he would meet them in the parking lot at John's car. Then he rushed back to the seating area, and caught the two girls just as they were coming up the aisle. Moving to meet them, he motioned them to step to the side. Then he told Sally, "My wife wants to continue the affair and asked that I arrange for you two to come to our place for a nightcap." 

He had their total attention and Sally looked wide-eyed at him as he continued, speaking directly to her. "Apparently she liked what you did to her and wanted to get to know you better," he whispered to her. "We would love for the both of you to drop over," he repeated and looked at her, hoping for a positive response. 

It took but a second for Sally to respond as she again had this strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't explain it but wanted to know if she actually did have feelings for his wife. Just thinking of being with Diane again gave her goose bumps and the anticipation made her a puppet to his evil plan. Nodding her head, she answered for both by saying that they would be glad to join them. Slyly, Sally glanced over to where Diane and Ron were sitting and butterflies fluttered in her tummy.

"Oh yeah," Jed added and looked in the direction she was looking. "Ron is driving so hope you don't mind coming with us," he said. At this point, Sally would have agreed to anything as she was still in an overly aroused state. Nodding her head, she agreed to meet them in front of the theater. Just before he left, Jed whispered softly in Sally's ear so only she could hear. "My wife has always fantasized about being with another woman but she is extremely timid so you will have to initiate all the action," he said, and it brought a satisfied grin to her face.

Smiling like he had won the lottery, Jed turned and proceeded to where Ron and Diane were still sitting. She saw him coming and waited for his orders. Diane shuddered with the realization of his superior power and strength. He told her that John had already left with his two buddies and they were going to meet them at her house for drinks. "After all," he told her. "We are sorry for the things we have done to you both and just want to make it up over drinks," he added. "I promise that John will not get hurt so by having us over, it will guarantee his safety," he said with a sincere smile.

He could see the troubled look on Diane's face and tried to reassure her. "Don't worry. Your husband is fine and we didn't have to hurt him at all," he told her. Grabbing her elbow and indicating that she should rise, he said, "Hubby was just concerned that you were okay and I assured him that you were. I even told him that nothing happened while he was captive and we only sat with you to watch the erotic movie." Still trying to make her feel better, he continued, "Hell, I told him that when I tried to cop a feel, you almost broke my jaw." He saw the relief spread across her face and knew his lies had done the trick. 

Diane thought of ways to get out of this situation but nothing concrete came to mind. Yes, she felt much better by knowing that John didn't know what really happened in the darkened theater. Oh, he must never find out, as he would never trust her again. She should not have let it happen but how was she to know John didn't set it all up before hand? One or two drinks, then they could ask them all to leave. And besides, they would be at home and in a much better place to gain some control over the situation.

Reluctantly, Diane got out of her seat with Jed's prodding, and followed him towards the lobby. Ron fell in behind and the three, silent bodies exited the movie just as the last credits flashed on the screen.

The timing was impeccable and everything was falling in place exactly as planned. What a stroke of luck he had sent the other three out earlier so John wouldn't see Diane. Once outside, Jed asked Ron and Diane to go to Ron's car and he would meet them in a minute. 

Sally saw the three come out the front entrance, the married couple arm in arm with their friend close behind. A tremor rushed up her spine as she watched Diane stroll towards the parking lot. Then her supposed husband left her side and headed towards them. Jed rushed over to the two girls, and whispered for them to wait there and they would be by with the car. 

Then he went straight to John's car, which was parked, on the far side of the lot. He went up to the driver's side window and gave explicit directions to the three. They were to meet him in about 15 minutes at John's place. Quickly, he ran around the building to Ron's car and jumped in the passenger seat. Of course Ron was driving which meant that Diane had taken a back seat. 

Sally thought nothing of Jed rushing off in the opposite direction of his wife and friend. Her stare was directly at Diane and even the sight of her slender body at a distance was enough to turn her knees to jelly. Oh, she had never felt like this about another person and it scared her a little to know that she was letting her guard down. Going with strangers to some unknown place was not something she did every day. In fact, she was always the person in charge and therefore the ultimate dyke. She enjoyed nothing more than having a girl succumb to her charms and fall under her control. For some reason, this affair seemed different. Patiently she waited with Joan for the car to arrive.

As soon as Jed got in the car, he took the camera out of his pocket and turned it on. Then he handed it back to Diane and she looked puzzled at him as he told her to look in the viewer. Looking down, she noticed two or three figures displayed on the little screen. It was hard to make anything out in clear detail but as the scenes rolled by, Diane could tell that she was the center of attention. 

Looking up to Jed for an answer, he said, "See, I was busy while the lesbian was eating your pussy." Looking down at the images once again, she could tell that one woman was sucking her breasts while the other was searching for lower treasures. Diane sat silently and her heart skipped a beat as she realized that this would give this creature all the power he needed. A tiny sob raked her body knowing Jed could make her do anything he desired.

Ron started the car and proceeded to drive around to the front of the theater. Jed whispered to a motionless Diane, "That is just assurance so you don't get any funny ideas of reporting us to anyone." Just before they pulled up in front of the two girls, he added, "Now I know you will be a real good girl until we get to your place. What is your address?" Timidly, she softly told him and hoped he didn't hear.

The look on Diane's face was priceless when the car pulled up in front of Sally and Joan, and Jed smiled when seeing her surprise. Looking directly into his eyes, she asked, "What the hell is going on?" Without hesitation, he gave an order that demonstrated who was in charge. "Sit the fuck back and let our girlfriends join the fun!" he said with the voice of a drill sergeant.

Diane sat rigid in her seat as the girls entered the car, Sally climbing over her legs to take the far seat. With a girl on each side of her body, Diane felt imprisoned and she closed her eyes hoping they would go away.

She was suddenly aware that Jed was talking to her. "Dear. Sally and Joan wanted to join us for a drink so I invited them along," he told her as he was playing the devoted husband to the max. "You don't mind, do you?" he asked.

In a voice that could barely be heard, Diane whispered, "No, I guess it is okay." What else could she say and she hugged the camera into her body. If she kept the evidence, maybe he would leave her alone. Then she became petrified and realized that Jed had lied to her many times. She could only imagine what was in store and now knew she was a pawn for his enjoyment.

Ron started to drive to her address and out of the corner of her eye, Diane could see Sally on her left. She shut her eyes tight as the visions of what this girl did to her body just an hour ago flashed through her mind. Her heart gave an extra beat or two when she remembered how Sally consumed her sole and took her where no other person had traveled. Thinking of the powerful climax, Diane felt a deep yearning in the pit of her tummy. Secretly, she wanted to know if the feelings were real or just a fleeting emotion.

Damn perfect, Jed thought as he watched the two girls nestle closer to Diane. Yes, they could play with Diane until they got to her place, then Ric and Lonny could fuck the two lesbians. Anyway, it would be nice to watch Diane's humiliation as the girls caressed her body. Dropping his hand into his lap, he could feel his hardon swelling with wanton desire. He decided it was not enough to fuck this gorgeous woman; he must make her submit to his humiliation. 

Diane was suddenly aware of movement to her left and glancing out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Sally removing her jacket. Thinking of her, Diane felt a deep yearning for the unknown. How lovely Sally smiled at her when she entered the car and it gave Diane some assurance with her company. Maybe Sally could help her prevent Jed and his buddies from carrying out their perverted plans.

With a sudden boldness, Diane looked left and her eyes met Sally's. This vixen held her eyes and the electricity was shocking. Deep within, Diane felt a passion reserved for only special people in ones life and her body shook with the realization of the hold Sally held over her. Without words, Sally asked her to uncross her arms and open herself. Obediently, Diane put her arms to her sides and in so doing, opened the front of her jacket. For some unexplained reason, she felt helpless to resist the demands.

Without warning, Sally's hands went to Diane's face and guided it to her lips. When she kissed, a large explosion erupted inside and Diane moved her body closer to her master. Sally felt her submissiveness and was more than willing to show her how to become a love slave. 

Jed was totally engrossed in the view from the backseat and he allowed the erotic scene to continue. Whispering to Ron, he told him to drive around for another 10 or 15 minutes. Ron was only too happy to comply and he drove while watching the rearview mirror with utter fascination.

Before tonight, Diane had never experienced love with another woman and now she was begging for it. Sally kissed and her tongue demanded a rising passion and immediately, Diane's breathing became ragged. Within seconds, she could feel intense ecstasy build deep inside and prayed for her to take her tits. Pushing her chest closer to Sally, Diane indicated her submission. Sally's lips moved to an ear and softly spoke, "Open your legs, and spread them so Joan can have your wet pussy." 

Without any hesitation, Diane spread her legs and allowed the attacking hand to penetrate. Her face turned red from blushing and all Diane could wonder was how could she submit so readily. In a split second, Joan's fingers slipped under the soaked panties and found the moist pussy lips. Pushing her fingers between the swollen lips, she quickly seized the center of Diane's universe. Squeezing the clitoris hard between her strong fingers, Diane succumbed to her advances with a loud moan of lust. She rocked her hips up and down as fast as she could and begged Joan to become her master. Renewed guilt filled her as in a matter of seconds and Diane was consumed by erotic lust.

Sally leaned in to her ear and whispered, "I need you to suck my breasts now." With that, she reached down and raised her sweater up and over her tits. The order given, Diane lowered her head to seek Sally's pounding heart. She didn't need experience for any of this and her lips went directly to an enlarged nipple. Sucking it deep into her burning cavity, she let her teeth lightly rake over the flesh. When a deep moan escaped Sally's lips, Diane knew she had satisfied her superior. Hungrily she sucked the tits and felt the degrading passion rush through her body.

Wow, was all that Jed could say as he watched the performance in the rear. Ron finally came to a stop in front of Diane's house and none too soon. Any further and it would have been climax city. It was time for some serious fucking and both men were more than ready.

Quickly, the men got out of the car and opened the doors for the women who had hastily put their clothes back in order. With pounding hearts, the three got out and lead the men to the front door. Diane opened the door and was followed inside by the rest of the entourage. 

The light was on in the entry and it was hard to see into the darkened living room. Proceeding into the living room, the shadows of the other three men could be seen on the far side of the room. It soon became evident that one man was bound in a large easy chair while the other two sat on the stuffed arms. The entering party came to a stop once inside the room and everything stood still for a brief moment. 

It was time for Jed to put more of his plan into effect. Grabbing the elbows of Sally and Joan, he escorted them off into another room. Looking deep into Sally's eyes, he told her, "There is a price you will have to pay for me letting you have my horny wife. I promise to let you do what you like with her after you satisfy my buddies. "

He let his words sink in and stood waiting for her reaction. Shocked and dismayed by what he had just told her, Sally didn't know what to say. Then Jed seized the advantage by saying, "I know you want Diane and you can have her, no strings attached. Let me put it this way," he continued, "you are going to be fucked by my buddies whether you like it or not, so why not get something out of it?" 

The girls remained silent for another few seconds, and then Sally said, "Ok, but you promise that just one quickie with your friends, then we get to have your wife?" Jed kicked himself for agreeing so fast as it made him sound desperate. With a reassuring smile, he told them that they made the right decision. Joan looked at her lover with hesitation but was willing to do whatever she asked.

The girls had been lovers for a year now, but in the past, each had been married so men were not unfamiliar to them. Sally was more than satisfied, as she would do almost anything for another chance with Diane. Joan was her slave so she would follow whatever Sally did. Led by Jed, the three went back into the living room.

Diane looked desperately at John who was bound in his favorite recliner. "What is going on?" she asked. "Don't worry honey," John said, "do whatever they say and we won't get hurt."

When the three re-entered the room, things began to happen much faster. As quick as a cat, Lonny was all over Sally. Ric was overly excited from the entire wait and he immediately attacked Joan. He held her arm and escorted her off into the den. There were protests coming from Joan as it became obvious that Ric was stripping her of her skimpy clothes. 

A person could see into the den from the living room and all eyes were focused on the nearly naked couple. In another few seconds, the word exposed became reality. As the bodies embraced and entwined, Diane could see that Ric's hard cock was standing straight out from his body. She knew she should divert her eyes but was unable to look away. Watching two people embrace in erotic passion seemed so naughty and perverted and she was determined not to miss anything.

Diane was shocked out of her trance by Jed repeating, "Honey, please get us a drink and we will let Ric and Lonny do their thing." With that, she went to the liquor cabinet and filled drinks for Jed, John, Ron and herself. It was obvious that the others would not need anything to drink.

Lonny had quickly removed Sally's clothes and the beauty of the two naked bodies took Diane back. Sally was such a breath taking woman and looking at Lonny, her eyes focused on his manhood. It bounced wildly up and down as they caressed and embraced on the couch. 

Although it was dim in the room, she had no trouble seeing the two in action. It was obvious that Lonny was overly aroused as his act of foreplay was done in a mere minute or two. Mesmerized by his cock, Diane felt a deep burning inside her loins and she blushed deeply as she wished it were her he was caressing. She shook her head in an attempt to stop her fantasy and put her mind back to normal. The heat was building in her body and it was becoming uncomfortable.




At The Movies: After The Show



Jed had taken a straight back chair and motioned for Diane to join him. Motioning with his hand, he wanted her to sit in his lap. Looking furlong at John, she didn't know what to do. With a shrug of his shoulders, John indicated that she should co-operate with them and maybe they would leave soon. 

Reluctantly, Diane went over to Jed and he immediately grabbed her arms. He turned her around and guided her into his lap where she was suddenly struck by realizing she had made a big mistake. His large, hard cock was pushing into her ass and she found it unbearable. She tried to get up but Jed held her firmly. "Just sit and be a good girl and we will watch the lovebirds fuck each other," he whispered in her ear from behind. 

She now found it hard to breath as the couple, barely a few feet in front of her, was in the throes of passionate lovemaking. Lonny had succeeded in getting his body between Sally's legs and his hard cock found the target. Thrusting like a madman, it would not be long before he experienced an orgasm. Diane watched intently and again the desire of being under Lonny's body fueled her mind. Her body tensed from watching the degrading act and she wondered how she could feel jealousy?

The loud pounding sounds filled the room as Lonny powered his cock in and out of his captive woman. Diane's eyes slowly shifted up to Sally and she saw her head rolling from side to side. Suddenly she stopped moving and looked directly over at Diane. Her stare had a profound affect on Diane and she shook with the understanding this woman had a special place in her heart. 

Diane could feel her body becoming highly aroused by watching the erotic couplings, as she had never peeped on such happenings. Obediently, she rose up enough to allow Jed to open his pants and his ramrod sprang free of its bindings. He made sure to raise her skirt when he sat her down again, and his hardness suddenly caressed her sensitive crotch. 

Diane sat with her back to Jed and the length of his cock surfaced in front of her pelvis. She ripped her eyes from the couple on the sofa and looked down. The pulsing rod covered the thin strip of the thong panties and the material was so wet it served no real function. She was very aware of his burning tool and he moved his hips back and forth to get Diane's complete attention.

Jed wanted her to sit facing the sofa and also the easy chair for obvious reasons. Diane moved her right hand down in an attempt to move the weapon away from her crotch. Her eyes shifted to the easy chair and in a shameful move, put her little fist around the thick shaft. Then she pressed it hard into her body, feeling the heat along her vulnerable pussy. Unable to stop, she rubbed the fiery meat over the wetness. Little moans could be heard and her eyes pleaded with John to forgive her.

Suddenly, Diane closed her eyes and tilted her head back slightly and her hand pressed the base of his cock on her control button. She slyly moved her hips and felt more aroused than she had in years. 

It was time to consume Diane and Jed was getting impatient. His cock had been hard for what seemed like hours and it was time to relieve the pressure. With a little nudge on her arms, Jed whispered behind her ear that she was to remove her blouse. Unable to resist, Diane's shaking fingers went to the buttons and slowly undid them. In a flash, Jed removed the covering garment and leaned forward again to her tender ear. Whispering softly, "Please take off your bra for me," he pleaded to her. 

Suddenly, Diane understood what Jed wanted her to do and unsure of herself, she lifted her head to look at John and Ron sitting on the far chair. Both were spell bound from watching all the sexual activity and John was not concerned at all that one of the women was his wife. 

Shame flashed through Diane as she looked down to see what she looked like. There she was sitting on a strange man's lap with her skirt hiked up around her waist. Glancing between her legs, she could see the big cock as it run over the thin, white thong and up her belly. Then she noticed his hand had gone to her lacy bra cup and his fingers had slipped under the edge. Watching with wonderment, his fingers found the hard tip and giving it a little pull, slipped it out of the protection. Expertly, he rolled the hardened nipple between his fingers and Diane could feel more control depart her body.

Then Jed used his other hand to pinch the elastic band of the bra and indicated he wanted it removed. Like a robot, her nimble fingers went to the clasp and flipped it open. The cups fell to the sides and her large, soft breasts were displayed to the world. He decided to finish the job and casually slipped the straps off her body. 

"That's a good girl. Now stand up and take off your wet panties," he said to her and Diane's heart sank. Tilting her head back, she whispered to him, "No, no, please don't make me do it." With desperation, she begged him, "Don't make me do it, please. You can take my body. I won't stop you, please. Just don't force me to do it," Diane pleaded with him and began to cry in his arms. 

Jed just ignored her pleas and sternly voiced his command over again, "Stand up and take off your panties as your husband wants to see your beautiful pussy." Oh how could she do it, is all that she asked over and over. Still asking herself the question, Diane stood on weak legs and removed her excited loins from his powerful body. Her fingers were shaking from intense fear and she pinched the elastic waistband between her thumbs and forefingers. Slowly, she rolled the thin material down her shapely legs only to let it fall at her dainty feet. All the while, she looked through the shadows at the captive figure of her husband.

With a smile, Jed was almost ready for the ultimate humiliation of Diane. He sensed her rising desire and need to be punished for what she had done. Reaching out, he grabbed her body and turned her around to face him. Leaving her stand before him, he stood and removed his clothes. Like a zombie, she stood still and her eyes watched intently as he stripped to reveal his muscular frame. Without looking down, she knew his hard cock was mere inches from her burning flesh. Suddenly, he sat down in the chair again and her eyes feasted on his nudity.

Talking softly so only she could hear, he said, "Come here and sit on my hard cock. I want you to sit in my lap and feel my cock on your pussy." Then he sat still and waited. Looking over her shoulder nervously, Diane looked to John for help. None was available and her body shook violently with a sign of defeat.

On legs that were about to collapse, Diane shuffled up to Jed and moved her tender torso over his hips. With her legs spread on either side of the chair, it left her totally vulnerable. Slowly she glanced down and saw his throbbing cock standing at a 90-degree angle from his crotch. She was supposed to take his cock and fuck herself and she was determined not to give in to this degrading request. 

Watching his shaft jerk uncontrollably above his lap, it was hypnotizing to her mind. Nothing like this had controlled her so completely and she was lost in lust. Slowly and trancelike, she moved forward until she was directly above his hips. Letting her legs bend, she lowered her body so that she was sitting on top of the long meat. It ran between the two crotches and the head of the beast beckoned to her. 

Suddenly she shifted her hips so that the base of the thick shaft spread her wet pussy and lay entirely along her enflamed slit. It caressed every inch of her opening and Diane's breathing came in sobs and moans. With a subtle move of her hips, she slide forward and deeper into Jed's lap to began using his cock for self-gratification. The rod slipped into the juices and between the puffy lips to fully caress her clitoris. 

Shamed by her sudden display of maddening lust, Diane knew she was lost. Leaning forward, she pleaded with Jed, "Please don't force me, please, pleeeeese," as a violent spasm shot through her loins. She gave a quick glance back to the easy chair in a last vain attempt for help and her eyes pleaded for forgiveness. Then she whispered to Jed, "Don't make me do it." Pleading desperately, she said, "Please, don't make me fuck your big cock." As the words 'big cock' came out of her mouth, Diane knew what she was going to do next.

Suddenly her small hand reached down between the two naked bodies, and flinched when it came in contact with his fiery flesh. Jed thrust his hips up and Diane knew what he wanted. The final humiliation was going to fill Diane with guilt but she knew that she wanted nothing more than his throbbing cock deep inside her cunt. 

With sure and determined speed, Diane lifted her hips to free his weapon. Grabbing the thick shaft in her delicate hand, she stood it up straight and aimed it with perfect accuracy. Slowly she lowered, lowered her hips until the bulbous head pushed between her craving labia. With a jerk, she embedded the monster inside her waiting cunt and held stationary for a split second. 

A second was all she could spare as the fire rose to volcanic proportions and she released her sole to the devil. Sinking down, she swallowed his entire length and mass and it felt like nothing before in her life. Shamefully, Diane turned her head and glanced behind to see the two men totally aroused at what was happening. 

The long shaft easily pierced her slick channel and instantly caressed every nerve inside her vagina. Jed was awestruck by the intense heat and at last his fantasy became reality. He was going to fuck this woman with all the passion endeared to him and would make her succumb to his demands. 

The momentary pause with his cock fully embedded quickly brought his temp to a boiling point. Looking straight ahead, he spied two gorgeous tits and with one swift motion, devoured a begging rosebud. Sucking it deep into his hot mouth brought instant satisfaction to Diane and she rocked to and fro on his powerful cock. Lifting her knees, she sank even deeper on the magnificent specimen.

A million volts of electricity jolted her body and she turned her attention to Jed. Guilt washed over her mind but she was unable to resist saying, "Oh please, please fuck me. Use me like the slut I am and fuck me," Diane begged. She now realized that this man overtook her sole and satin possessed her. Thoughts of tomorrow entered her confused thinking and knew she would be guilt ridden after it was all over. 

Suddenly Diane arched her back in an effort to give her tits to Jed and welcomed the caresses he rained on both hardened nipples. His sharp teeth closed on the sensitive nip and Diane let out a scream of ecstasy. Her breasts had never been so responsive in her life and she climbed the mountain towards ultimate joy.

Jed could not move his hips in this restrictive position so he jerked his cock with all the strength in his groin. The big shaft throbbed in Diane's deepest reaches and expertly her cunt milked his meat. The elastic walls of her pussy were stretched to the limits and then it happened. He put his arms around Diane's knees, holding them as high as possible, and held her tightly. This enabled him to pump his hips upward and he rocked her sweaty body on top of his enraged manhood. He felt his stamina disappear and knew the impending orgasm would soon rush over his body.

Diane gave in to the rising orgasm and it rushed through her entire body. Gigantic explosions erupted inside her burning pit and all eyes witnessed total collapse. Her body shook and pulsed from the violent orgasm until she felt his cock burst. The cum hit her deep and she relished every ounce.

Jed could not believe his luck as Diane was thrashing above his hips and sucking all the love juice from his balls. He shot blast after blast into her pussy to mix and join with her succulence. Pulling her naked body closer, he pressed Diane's tits flat against his chest and two became one. This enabled her torso to sink even farther onto his spear and the final bombs exploded.

Ron was sitting on the arm of John's chair and his cock was so hard it hurt. He watched the extremely erotic scene unwind and said a prayer for it to be over quickly. If he didn't get some action soon, he would surely ruin his pants with hot semen. 

John just sat with his mouth wide-open and could not believe his wife was in the throes of such a quivering climax. It almost appeared that she was begging this man to fuck her harder. He could not prevent his cock from becoming as hard as a rock and it pushed up to form a tent in his lap. He was shamed for feeling aroused while his Diane was forced to succumb to her attacker. 

As the spasms slowly subsided in Diane's loins, Jed was preparing for his next subverted plan. He knew Ron could not hold out much longer so it was now or never. Also he noticed how John reacted to his wife getting fucked and logged it away for the future. 

"You are the best," he whispered to Diane. "Remember, we are still holding your husband for security," he told her. She glanced to the side to see the two dim figures across the room. Dazed from the orgasm, she nodded her acceptance of his control. 

Jed continued, "I want you to get off my cock and put those sultry lips to work. Get down on the carpet and suck my cock," he said in her ear. Then he nudged her backward to indicate she was to follow his command at once.

Blushing so that her cheeks turned a crimson color, Diane numbly rose and stepped back on shady limbs. Looking down at his softening member, she was taken by its size even in this state. Without a word, she slowly bent down to take a position between his wide spread thighs. With her right hand, she surrounded the drooping shaft and brought the head up. 

The aroma of sex drifted to her nostrils and the mental picture of where his cock had been, made Diane react immediately. Degrading as it seemed, her greedy mouth gobbled the head and her tongue stroked it vigorously. Diane could taste the juices and realized they were her own. Humiliated by his demands, she was overtaken with new passion from doing something so perverted.

There was a sound from behind her and she caught movement coming out of the darkness. Diane was on her knees, sucking Jed's cock and Ron was more than ready. Seeing her exposed crotch, his eyes focused on the soaked pussy lips, which seemed to be overly puffy. John wanted to yell for Diane to beware but no sound came from his lips. He watched in horror as Ron stripped and moved towards his naked wife. It was obvious what Ron intended to do and he moved up to Diane's ass. 

Jed could see his buddy move to the target and he put his hands in Diane's hair so she would be held over his cock. Suddenly Ron touched her exposed flesh and Diane jerked forward. Not wanting to lose a second of Jed's beautiful cock, her other hand went to the thick shaft to enable her to keep the head in her throat. She could feel the occasional spasm flow through his cock and knew it was slowly coming to life. Hungrily, she sucked it deeper into her hot mouth.

Diane knew what was going to happen now that she left herself vulnerable. It was by chance, or was it on purpose, that she was in this position. Wishing her thoughts to go away, she realized that she deliberately got on her hands and knees. Yes, she knew that Ron was going to fuck her and she wanted it like a bitch in heat.

Ron brought his rod up to her crotch and stroked the wetness with envy. He watched his pecker move through Diane's slit, and then caress her clitoris, which made her body jump. Obediently, she spread her legs wider and gave him access to her precious womanhood. Wider she spread her thighs to indicate she was to be fucked.

Suddenly he attacked like a raging bull as he had watched the fucking much too long. In one powerful stroke, he rammed his rock, hard cock into Diane's heated pussy. Then he began to punish her rounded ass cheeks with slaps which quickly turned the flesh bright red. Continuing to slap, he started pumping his rod in and out and knew he was not going to prolong the enviable. Like a fury, the orgasm hit and he thrust with all his might. Diane pushed her hips back, meeting his demands with equal passion. When the hot lava struck her insides, she was truly fulfilled with the knowledge she had satisfied another man. Her juices flowed in abundance and mixed with his male seed. 

THE END

This is the third chapter of 'At The Movies' and I hope you like it. The other chapters were called 'At The Movies - The First Hour' and 'At The Movies - The Second Hour'. I have not started any new chapter in this series but it has crossed my evil mind. I will get at it someday.

Please email me with you comments or suggestions as I appreciate any.



At the Movies and In the Park



It would be delicious to go see a really, really bad, late run movie with you (to ensure a small audience). We'd sit in the back under the projection booth with you in a long, black and loosely flowing skirt and a black, button-down silk blouse (and nothing else), and me in just a black t-shirt and loose-fitting black sweatpants.

We're very pleasantly surprised to find that were nearly alone in the theater, with only one person in the very middle. Another nice uniqueness is that the arms of the seats fold up so we can snuggle even closer.

We've been teasing each other in the car on the way over, so as the lights dim, I wrap my arm around your shoulders and pull you close for a long, passionate kiss. I let my fingers roam down under the silk and slowly over your sexy tits, first one and then the other, teasing around the outer curves and then just barely touching your stiffening nipples.

As you reach over with your left hand and gently stroke my newly hardening cock through the cloth with your fingertips, I graze my fingers over your sides and across your belly, and under the waistband of your skirt to your soaking little rosebud, coaxing you to spread your legs wide and arch that lusciousness out with my light, soft, little pets of my fingertips.

You reach beneath my sweats and feel the heat of my swollen shaft as it pulsates, and you feel the firm softness of the pinkish head, and tease that sweetly sensitive spot just under the head on the underside.

I pull my sweats down a little to open my prick and my tightening balls to your caresses, and you put your legs up against the back of the seat in front of you and spread them wide to provide my searching fingers with total access to your soaking little pussy.

The film has a lot of noisy night scenes, so there's not much light (just enough for us to see each other's bodies clearly and watch our pleasure building up), and the sounds of the film mask almost any soft noises we might make as we delicately share our intimacy.

I turn you toward me in your seat and open your blouse down to the level of the bottoms of your breasts. I move it open wide as I bend down and taste each of them for a long moment, as I keep that slick wetness flowing between your thighs with my nimble fingers and you strain a little to continue to gently play with my prick.

Then, as I button you back up just a little, I lead you to stand in front of me, and as I look around again and ensure our solitude, I sit you against the backs of the seats in front of me and hike the front of your skirt all the way up to reveal your naked and glistening blossom. As I lift your right foot to my armrest, I crouch between your legs and lick long slow and soft along the cleft where your thigh meets your belly and then bite very lightly over your puffy mons and then spread your petals as I flick my tongue soft and fast just beneath your swollen clit. I slide two fingers back up in you and suckle on that little button as I press gently but firmly against the inside top of your slippery depth. I stop for a moment to look mischievously up at you and then I lap gently with the flat of my tongue up the folds on one side, and then up on the other side - then I flick the tip fast and hard over your stiff pink nub and shake my hand like a strong vibrator deep in your frothy sex.

Then I lean back, and I turn you around again, and face you toward the screen. I raise the seat arms on both sides of me and we have a quick look around again, and I lift your skirt again and give each of your luscious ass cheeks a slow and gentle lick before draping the black cloth over me as I lower your slick and heated little pussy over the head of my twitching cockshaft.

Slowly my prick enters you and I carefully hold you on a very, very, very gradual descent, enjoying every millimeter of my penetration until your little button is pressed down against my tight balls beneath your skirt. I guide you up again just as slowly and then back down. It becomes clear that it's a scrumptious pace for both of us and you place your hands on the backs of the seats in front of us to steady your almost imperceptible motion.

I reach under your skirt over your thighs and tease that slippery little clit of yours as you begin to quiver and writhe up and down my stiff cock, feeling it deep up in your tightening belly and then slipping slowly out almost all the way.

That dulcet pleasure builds deep in your hot body and you feel me tense and arch eagerly into your lowering slit, and I diddle your little nub as you slide over the twitching length of my cock.

We begin to grind into each other and wriggle in heated delight, bucking and shuddering on the edge of our seat as you pant out your sweet ecstasy, cumming hard against my swollen prick as it squirts deep up in your quivering belly.

After a breather, we leave the theater together for lots more luscious fun elsewhere.

There are so many things that might be lots of fun to do together: secluded picnics overlooking the ocean where we can freely enjoy each other at our leisure... nice, long weekend days in a jacuzzi room where we can slowly, and very erotically, bathe one another... I want to stroke my naked cock as I watch you masturbate in the mirror and then guide you to straddle me and squirm and ride it up and down until we both wriggle and shake reflexively as we cum together - your fiery little pussy tightening against my flowing prickshaft... Mmmmhmm...

I'd love to meet you in a forested park in the early evening and walk into the trees to a picnic table out of the way. The evening is cool and a light breeze stirs the leaves and branches.

I reach for you and pull you close for a warm, slow kiss and we move easily from lips to tongues as my fingers slip into your hair and guide your head gently backward so that I can fully enjoy your sweet mouth.

The tips of our tongues slip over and around each other in a delicate dance of alternating rhythms. Then I sit you down on the table in front of me and sit myself down on the bench so I'm positioned between your luscious thighs.

Reaching slowly up under your shirt, I graze my fingertips lightly over the outer curves of your otherwise naked and hotly pendulous breasts, and make little slow circles around your nipples, gradually making them firm and a little puffy as I kiss from your cheek across your earlobe and teasingly down the side of your neck.

Then I'm ticklishly touching your soft skin over the bottom of your ribs, and along your sides, to your hips, and then under your skirt along the contours of your curvaceous and pantyless ass.

As I graze my hands gently over the tops and insides of your warm thighs, I hike your skirt all the way up, and you eagerly spread out even wider and arch that tingling little rosebud out for sweet pleasure.

I bend down to taste that delicious musk, and I tease the very tip of my soft hot tongue, with almost painful slowness, from the very bottom of your sexy little flower, all the way up to your pink and swelling little button.

I look mischievously into your eyes and tell you to feel your tits up in front of me as I lick your soft and slick petals, and I return to open your blossom and flick my tongue really fast just underneath your clit, before sliding my index finger slowly deep inside your hot slickness, and I press up against the top of the inside as I suck firmly on that hard little clit of yours.

I keep switching back and forth through different techniques, and pleasuring your scrumptious sex in lots of different ways - I want to work you up into a froth and then hold back right as your about to cum, holding your yummy body right on the edge of that hot electric pleasure until your breath is really heavy and you're almost whining with hunger.

Then I stand up between your quivering thighs and slowly undo my belt as I stare into your weakening gaze, and I unzip my pants to let my stiff cock spring out. As you watch, I tease your wet, hot opening with the head and guide the length of my shaft over the glistening lips of your heated little slit and press it against your little pink button, before sliding it slowly back and forth a little deeper each time until I'm all the way deep up into your writhing belly, arching my pelvic bone against your puffy mons and grinding heavily into your horny little clit.

I lay you back to lean on your elbows, and lift your shirt up over your tits so I can play with them as my prick slips in and out against the top of the inside of that hot, slippery little tunnel of yours.

I stop again just as you get close to cumming and draw slowly all the way out and then up and down over your clit, before turning and sitting facing outward on the bench as I guide you to squat down over my gleaming cock reverse cowgirl style with your feet next to my thighs on the bench, and your arms braced against your spread thighs and knees, so I can reach around and tease up your luscious little button and feel your sweet tits up as you glide wetly up and down on my hard, twitching prickshaft.

I hold your waist tightly, and control your pace and stroke, as I whisper how luscious you feel and tell you what a sweetly naughty girl you are to straddle my swollen cock and glide up and down on it like that.

Every time you start to get close to the edge, I hold you off and tell you to enjoy that feeling of sexual hunger, to feel how good it feels to want so badly to cum - and then I tell you to slide very slowly all the way down onto my stiff prick and feel every inch of its length slipping up into you. Then as I'm buried up to the hilt in your sweet belly, I hold you down and pull you back and forth as your tight opening slips further open and stretches over the base of my tool.

Then as you begin to writhe, I tell you to slide up again until I'm almost out of you, and reach down between your legs to grab my cock gently and rub the head over your hard clit before guiding it back into your wetly needy little sex.

As you slide back down and bend forward to watch it enter you again, you feel that electricity building to a peak. You moan heavily and tell me how badly you need to cum, and I press you down all the way onto me and allow your heated pleasure to finally boil over and wash through you from your sexy belly all the way up and down your spine, and you begin to wriggle and shudder in ecstasy on my rigid cock, cumming again and again as you grind your clit into my balls and pant your heat out in sharp little whines.

As wave after wave of convulsions flow through you, making you wetter and wetter, I begin to tense up beneath you, and as I growl deep and low I start to shake, and I grip your waist tighter and hold you down against me as my cock starts flexing and squirting.

You lean back against me, both of us spent and glowing, and as I cradle you in my arms and slip slowly out of you, I lean in to kiss you, long and slow and sweet.



At The Movies Pt. 02



Author's note: I received an anonymous message from someone saying they rated the first part of this story a "1" because I didn't say in the title that it was an incomplete story. To that person, I would like to ask, did you hate Raiders of the Lost Ark, or The Godfather because you didn't know they would have sequels?

In the interest of full disclosure, I wasn't planning on breaking this story into parts, but I was short on time and wanted to get at least one part of it submitted.

Obviously, anyone has the right to rate stories per their own set of guidelines, but I would rather you rate the story based on the merits of the writing than on the fact that I threw you a curve at the end. To that person, please let me know what you thought of the writing. Your message mentioned only that you were upset I hadn't forewarned you that the story was incomplete. Did you enjoy the writing and the story in general? Was there anything you liked, or was you enjoyment of the story completely ruined?

I will now climb down off my soapbox.

Enjoy part 2!

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The drive home took much longer than usual as I thought about everything that had just happened in the movie theater, and about everything I hoped would happen when we got to my place.

In the seat next to me, my daughter continued to rub her well fucked pussy as my cum leaked out of her. She had her legs spread as wide as she could in the tight space of the car, but I could see everything. I was thankful the streets were relatively empty. If there had been a lot of traffic, I would have been too distracted to drive.

Brenda's pussy shined in the light of the passing street lamps, glistening with a mixture of her sweet juice and my cum. Occasionally, she would bring a finger to her mouth to clean it off, tasting our combined juices.

In the car behind us, Dan was driving but I couldn't seen Dani's head. I would find out later that I was right when I assumed she was sucking him.

After what seemed to be hours, we arrived at my house, where Brenda had grown up, and where she and I became lovers. When she came to visit me, she would sleep in my bed like my wife. Her own room had been converted to an office after we became lovers. We knew she would no longer need it.

Dan and Dani parked behind me in the driveway and when he got out of his car, Dan was tucking his shirt in and zipping up his pants.

Brenda asked Dani, "Did he cum again?"

Dani smiled slyly, "No, he wanted to save it, he said."

"For what?"

Dan answered, "For you."

Brenda linked her arms with the twins and escorted them into the house that I had opened.

She led them into the living room where they all sat on the couch, Brenda between the two of them. I moved to the bar and started taking drink orders.

The women asked for wine, for Dan a whiskey sour, and I had scotch.

We sat and talked for a moment. I discovered that Dan and Dani had never gone as far as they had in our presence. They had kissed and touched. They had masturbated each other to climax, but nothing beyond that.

"That was why we were at the movies in the first place," Dani explained. "When our parents are home, we can't be alone. So we go to the movies to make out and get each other off. When we saw you guys, I guess whatever inhibitions we had just vanished."

She was smiling at me, as Dan was focused on my daughter. Brenda was stroking the front of his pants which revealed his excitement.

"My daddy and I are happy to have you here," Brenda said to Dan as she started kissing him.

I had wondered what my reaction would be to my little girl fucking another guy in front of me. I didn't know if I'd be upset, angry, jealous. As I watched her unzip his pants and take out his hard cock as she kissed him, I felt complete arousal. Blood rushed to my own member, and Dani was there to take advantage.

She knelt in front of me and quickly took me in her mouth. She looked up at me with large eyes as she sucked me deep into her throat. Her hands caressed my balls.

At one point, she pulled her mouth off me to say, "Brenda, I can taste your pussy on him. The mixture of your juice and your daddy's cum is exquisite."

My daughter broke away long enough to reply, "I know, right?"

By this time, Dan had Brenda's tits out and was sucking them. Brenda was thicker than Dani, with bigger tits and a bigger ass. It was clear Dan was not used to being with a curvy girl like Brenda. He was lost in her cleavage and seemed to never want to be found.

Not that Dani wasn't gorgeous. She absolutely was. She was just thinner, so her tits and ass were smaller. It was a change for me, too. I hadn't been with too many really thin women. I found the change exciting.

I watched my daughter take Dan's pants off begin sucking him in earnest. She was working him as well as she knew how and he was loving it. He was groaning as he alternated between watching my daughter suck him, and his sister suck me.

I pulled Dani up and led her to the bedroom. Brenda and Dan quickly followed. We were all shedding clothes as we walked.

The twins seemed impressed by my bedroom, with the huge king-sized bed, and a recliner from which I could watch TV if I wanted, and soft indirect lighting.

We got on the bed. Dani laid me down and continued my blowjob. Beside us, my daughter laid on her back with her head hanging off the side of the bed, and asked Dan to fuck her face while standing.

Dan held my daughter's head and slammed his cock into her mouth over and over. I couldn't see it, but I suspected his balls might give her black eyes. Brenda seemed to be loving it, though, because her fingers were buried in her pussy. It had simply never occurred to me she might like such rough sex.

Dani reached over with one hand and pinched Brenda's nipple, then moved her hand down to Brenda's sodden pussy. She quickly found my daughter's clit and ruthlessly rubbed it, sending my daughter over the edge.

I could hear her muffled moans as Dan pummeled her throat. Finally, she pushed Dan away and focused on what Dani was doing to her, "Oh, fuck, Dani, rub my pussy! Oh, fuck! FUCK!"

My daughter's orgasm pushed me closer to the edge and I felt my steely cock throbbing as Dani stroked it with one hand and got Brenda off with the other.

Brenda writhed on the bed for a minute or so before she began coming down. She was catching her breath when Dani leaned over and kissed her. It was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen, watching this young woman push her tongue into my daughter's mouth, and my daughter returning the favor.

Breaking off the kiss, Dani said, "I'm going to fuck your daddy now."

Brenda nodded rapidly, and said, "You're brother is going to fuck me in the ass."

"Oh, shit," Dani replied, smiling.

Dani climbed on top of me and guided my cock between her soaked pussy lips. When my cock-head pushed into her tight pussy, she moaned, "Oh, daddy, your cock feels good."

I took her breasts in my hands and she lowered them to my mouth. I suckled her tits, moving my tongue around the sensitive nipples as she lowered herself all the way down on my shaft. Her pussy was very warm, very tight, and so wet!

"What do you call Brenda in bed, daddy?" she asked me.

I paused from sucking her nipples just long enough to answer, "I call her princess and sometimes baby."

"Will you call me princess, daddy?"

"Yes, princess."

"Oh, yes, daddy. You feel so good in my pussy. What a big daddy-cock you have."

I glanced over and watched my little girl get on her hands and knees. Then she lowered her head to the bed, leaving her ass up high. She spread her legs wide and offered her ass to Dan.

Brenda looked at me and said, "Daddy, Dan is going to have to put his cock in my pussy to get it lubricated for my ass. Is that okay?"

"Of course, princess," I replied. "Whatever you want."

I couldn't see it, but I knew when Dan had entered my daughter because she moaned in exactly the same way as when I pushed into her.

"Fuck, you have a wet pussy," Dan said as he filled her up.

"You're cock is so hard," Brenda replied, pushing back against him. "Don't move, Dan. Let me fuck your cock."

Brenda started moving her hips, sliding her quim along his length. I knew what he was feeling was intense pleasure. Brenda's pussy was one of the best I had ever had and she knew exactly how to use it.

On top of me, Dani was working her pussy up and down my shaft in the same rhythm as my daughter. I discovered immediately that Dani also was an expert with her pussy. She would rise up until only my head was still inside, and then let me feel her envelope me inch by incredible inch until my balls were resting on her tight ass.

Dani stared into my eyes and said, "Daddy, your cock feels so good. Do you want your princess to cum on your cock?"

"Yes, princess," I replied breathlessly. "I want to get you a wonderful orgasm and then fill your pussy with a load of cum."

"Oh, yes! I want your daddy-cum in my pussy!"

"Fuck my cock, baby, and you'll get it."

"Yes, daddy."

Dani's movements became more urgent and I squeezed one of her sensitive nipples with one hand and held one ass cheek with the other.

"Daddy, I'm getting close," she groaned.

"Don't hold back, princess. Cum for daddy."

That was all it took. Dani announced her orgasm by saying, "Daddy, I'm fucking cumming all over your cock!"

Then, she groaned and grunted her way through what must have been a wonderful orgasm. I could feel her pussy clenching my member as if she were trying to milk the cum out of me. Somehow, I managed to hold on as this gorgeous woman soaked my cock, balls, and bed with her juice.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," she said through gritted teeth as I pushed up into her over and over, prolonging her pleasure, until finally she rolled off me. "Too sensitive," she said holding her legs together as she rode the wave down.

Her body trembled next to me and I wrapped my arms around her. I kissed her forehead and she looked up at me. "Thank you, daddy," she said as she kissed me for the first time.

"You're welcome, princess," I said, kissing her back.

On the bed beside us, my daughter was shuddering through an orgasm as Dan pummeled her pussy. I could tell it was a little one, but her familiar groans filled the room with lustful sounds.

"Dan, are you ready to fuck my ass?" my daughter asked.

In reply, he pulled out and rubbed some of the fresh pussy juice that was running out of my baby's well-fucked hole around her ass.

"Be gentle," Dani warned him.

"I will," he replied, grinning from ear to ear.

Dani whispered to me, "He's always wanted to do this. She's is making him very happy." Then she looked at me. "Don't you worry, daddy. Brenda and I will take care of you."

"I wasn't worried, princess," I said confidently.

We couldn't see exactly what was happening, so we just listened. Dani stroked my cock as we kissed and listened to her brother and my daughter.

"Easy," Brenda said. "Go slow."

As if in slow motion, Dan's hips pushed forward and Brenda moved backward.

"Fuck, the head's in," Brenda announced. "God damn it, you have a big dick!"

"Oh, my god," he replied, "Your ass is fucking tight!"

They moved their hips slowly toward one another, allowing Dan to fill my daughter's ass with his hard cock.

When he was all the way in, he sighed, "Damn, that's good!"

"Fuck me, Danny. Fuck my virgin ass," my daughter said.

Dan wasted no time in plowing into my daughter. Their moans and grunts and gasps of, "Oh!" and "Yes!" filled the room, punctuating their pleasure.

"Daddy?" Brenda said between thrusts.

"Yes, princess?" I answered.

"Daddy, this man is fucking my ass so good. Will you fuck my ass, sometime?"

"Of course, baby. Whatever I can do to make my little girl happy."

"Oh, daddy, this makes me happy!"

Seconds later, Dan announced, "Fuck, I'm cumming! I can't hold it!"

"Don't hold it," Dani said. "Shoot your cum in her ass, Dan!"

"Here is comes," he called, and then his body stiffened. He started shaking and a long, low, "Oooooohhhhhhh!" escaped his lips.

My daughter, hearing and feeling her lover going over the edge, quickly joined him, "Oh, my god! Fuck! Shit! God damn it!"

I could see them both quaking with pleasure. Dan's hands were holding my daughter's hips as he pumped his load into my daughter's backside.

They came down slowly. My daughter fell forward on her stomach and Dan went with her. He was reluctant to let himself slide out of her.

They heaved together, regaining their breath, and then they both moaned as his softening member finally slid out of her tight ass.

"That was wonderful," Brenda said as Dan rolled off her and kissed her.

"Thank you. I've always wanted to do that," Dan replied.

"You're so welcome," Brenda said as she kissed him deeply.

"That was fucking hot," Dani said.

"Daddy, that was incredible," Brenda said to me. "Now, we have to take care of you. I have an idea. Dani and I will sixty-nine, and you can fuck her from behind. When you cum deep in her pussy, I will lick it out."

"I like how that sounds," Dani said looking at me expectantly.

I nodded, "Me, too."

Quickly, Brenda laid on her back and Dani got on top of her. Dani didn't hesitate, she shoved her tongue into my daughter's wide open and well-fucked pussy. I knew she was tasting my cum along with my daughter's pussy.

"Fuck, Dani, you are good at eating pussy," Brenda observed with a sigh. "Have you done that before?"

"No, but you have a beautiful pussy, and I love tasting daddy's cum leaking out of you."

I watched for a moment as she licked my daughter. It was one of the hottest things I had ever seen. As I watched, she slid her tongue down to Brenda's ass and tasted her brother's cum oozing from that hole.

"You're just full of cum, Brenda," she remarked as she went back to Brenda's pussy hole and clit.

"Not yet. I need some cum in my mouth."

I didn't know if Brenda had ever eaten pussy before, but as Dani lowered her bald snatch to my daughter's mouth, Brenda's tongue reached out and she started licking Dani hard and fast.

Dani wiggled her hips, grinding her pussy on Brenda's face.

My cock was standing at attention watching these two beautiful women pleasure each other.

I looked at Dan and he was watching with rapt attention. He couldn't take his eyes off the women.

"Brenda's tongue is lonely, daddy," Dani whimpered as she shook her ass a little more.

I moved in behind Dani and took in the sight of Brenda's tongue pleasuring my new lover. My cock throbbed and I could resist no longer.

I knelt behind Dani and once again eased my cock into her juicy pussy. From behind, she was even tighter and she groaned in response.

"Oh, daddy, you and Brenda make me feel so good!"

When I was fully inside her, I felt Brenda's tongue lapping at my balls. "Daddy," she said. "Your balls taste like Dani's pussy."

I started stroking in and out of Dani. "Yes, daddy," Brenda encouraged. "Fuck her good. Make her cum."

"Oh, fuck, daddy," Dani groaned. "Brenda has my clit and you are filling me up with your cock. I'm going to cum so fucking hard!"

I put my hands on her hips to hold her and pounded into Dani over and over. I could feel her growing wetter.

"She's going to cum," Brenda said breathlessly.

"Oh, fuck! Brenda, daddy, oh, fuck! FUCK! YES!"

I felt her pussy contract on my cock as her orgasm washed over Dani. Below us, Brenda hummed, "Mmmmmm," as Dani flooded my cock with fresh nectar.

Her hips shook and I held them as I continued to thrust into her as deeply as I could. I didn't really pull out, just allowed the pressure off a touch, and then pushed back in. The head of my cock rubbed against her cervix and as she was starting to come down, I said, "Here it comes!"

"In my mouth, daddy," my daughter cried. "Please!"

I pulled out and put the head of my cock in my daughter's mouth. She sucked me hard and ran her tongue along the crown of my cock.

That was all it took. Brenda groaned, "Mm-hmm," and the first spurt of my load shot into her throat.

I pushed my cock further into her mouth as the second spurt erupted. "Oh, baby, swallow my cum!" I said as my body trembled.

"Cum hard, daddy," Dani said as she rolled off Brenda. She moved her mouth by Brenda's and looked up at me. "Fill her mouth with cum."

I did as she bade. Jet after creamy jet of cum shoot into my daughter's waiting, sucking mouth.

Finally, when I was spent and already softening, I pulled out of Brenda's mouth. Dani was there to put her mouth on Brenda's and they shared my cum.

"You're delicious, daddy," Dani said to me with my sperm coating her lips.

She went back to kissing Brenda and I laid on the bed beside them, spent, satisfied, and happy.



At The Movies: The First Hour



Diane and her husband, John had gone out to dinner at Luigies and decided to take in a movie as it was still early. The movies now playing didn't sound too good and they couldn't pick one that they both wanted to see. Seeing the movies listed that were playing at the X rated theater, they laughed at each other saying that the one playing at the Red Cat looked interesting. A couple of their friends had gone a few times and said the theater was actually quite good and most of the movies were worth seeing. They decided to take a chance and go one time just to see what all the fuss was about. 

Paying the cashier, they entered the dimly lit seating area, which had people pretty well spread out all over. Once their eyes were accustomed to the dark, they could see two or three other couples sitting in the center section about the halfway point. The rest of the crowd seemed to be men with only one pair of girls sitting together in one of the side wings. There seemed to be a small area near the back, which was not occupied and didn't have anyone within three or four rows. Carefully, they fumbled threw the dark to a pair of seats and slumped into the plush cushions.

Settling in, Diane removed her jacket just as the next feature was starting. Obviously, the couples had been there awhile as they were necking fairly heavily. The two girls were a little in front and to their right, and they looked to be snuggling together, closer than you would expect for friends. Giving the elbow in the ribs to her husband, Diane pointed out that one of the girls gave the other a kiss. "Did you see that?" she said, and they both giggled.

Diane watched the movie unfold and there was certainly lots of beautiful skin. John commented on some of the dicks as they sure seemed to be bigger than most. The girls had bodies men only dreamed about and probably made most of the women in the audience jealous. 

Her husband put his arm around Diane, and they necked and kissed in your own little world. Caressing her tits, he pulled the bottom of Diane's blouse out of her skirt, which allowed free access to her breasts. They were already more responsive than normal and she moaned whenever his hand brushed a nipple. Undoing the clasp of the bra, he slipped the lacy material off so it wasn't in the way any longer. Caressing the hardened nipples, Diane was really getting turned on and kept pushing up for more of his attention.

Then Diane's hand slipped down to John's crotch and began rubbing the raging hardon. Not to be outdone, he dipped his left hand down to the hem of her skirt. Diane immediately spread her legs to allow his hand to slip between the silky thighs. Her breathing was becoming ragged as his hand found the thin material between her legs. Pushing his fingers into the most sensitive pussy, he could feel the wetness right away. Moaning, she leaned into his neck and whispered for him to take it easy, as she were getting pretty hot. 

He thought it best to take a trip to the washroom and then pickup some popcorn. The refreshments might keep their minds off sex so they could enjoy the movie. It was worth a try and he got up to leave. Diane asked that maybe he shouldn't go and leave her all alone, but looking around, everyone was watching the movie and not paying attention to anything else.

Shortly after he left, the guy sitting in the far corner to their left, came over to sit next to Diane in the seat vacated by her husband. Taken back by the bold move, she tried to shift as far over as possible. Suddenly his arm went around her shoulders and she tried to remove it with no success. Forcing her body close to his, he whispered quite sternly in her face, "Don't go making too much noise or all the guys in this place will be over here to fuck you." Looking very serious he said, "Now you just sit there and be a real good girl as your husband told me that your fantasy was to get screwed by a stranger." The lie sounded believable and Diane looked franticly around for any sign of her husband. He also said that her husband had arranged for this to be a special night and not to worry about anything.

Panic stricken, Diane looked around again only to see that nobody was paying any attention to what was happening. There was no one there to help her and she tried to get out of her seat only to be roughly shoved back into it by the stranger. Oh, how could her husband do such a thing? Just wait until she got him home, she thought, I'll make him sorry for arranging this. The stranger smiled upon realizing that Diane thought this was all pre-arranged.

All her heavy thinking made her prey for his next move. In a flash, his hand was under her blouse, which was already out of her waistband. Quickly, his large hand filled with a bare breast. When his strong, rough fingers closed over a tender nipple, Diane struggled harder to get away. Easily he held her deep in the seat and in a flash, had the buttons undone once again. Her perfectly shaped tits were exposed for this creature and he immediately dropped his hungry mouth to engulf a nipple hardened by the cool air. Sucking it deep into his mouth, he tongued it like it was the sweetest lollipop. 

Diane was confused and unable to think of what to do to stop this stranger. Knowing she couldn't call out as none of these perverts were going to help her, she struggled to get out of his grip. If anything, the other men would join in the fun if they knew what was happening. Helplessly, she watched his head and fingers caressing her vulnerable tits. Oh John, she pleaded, please hurry back and stop this. How could her husband do such a thing, kept passing through her mind?

The truth was that three of this man's friends had gone to the washroom at the same time and were there to keep her husband away from the movie for as long as their buddy needed. They just stated the facts and said what the choices were; none of them were worth getting beaten over. Younger and stronger, they made a valid point.

Meanwhile, the guy was feasting on two of the most beautiful tits he had ever seen, let alone sucked. Jed had to admit, they had the biggest and hardest nipples. Diane shuddered with the realization that his caresses and kisses were having the wrong affect on her breasts, as he was certainly skilled at what made them enflamed. His one hand left her enlarged nipple and suddenly dropped into her lap. Unable to shift away, Diane felt his fingers search for the hem of her skirt. Finding it, they dipped under and onto her bare thighs. Struggling hard and still trying to get out of his grip, she held her legs tightly together. 

Realizing her dilemma, Jed brought his head up to her face and whispered, "Be a real good girl and I won't call all the other guys up here to join us." Oh no, what should she do? Next, he nibbled on her ear and bit down hard enough to get her undivided attention. "Now do as you are told and open your legs so I can feel your wonderful pussy? Open your legs so I can put in fingers on your clit and finger fuck you," he whispered.

Unable to resist for any logical reason, Diane obliged his command and her legs opened slightly. It was all the space he needed and in a wink, his large hand was between her thighs. Pushing outward, he spread her legs, which gave him access to her private treasures. When his fingers pushed against Diane's wetness, it felt like someone hit her in the stomach. Her breath came short and quick, and she closed her eyes tightly. Maybe he would just go away if she kept her eyes closed and couldn't see him.  

"I like them wet like this, and I love it when girls soak their panties," he told Diane just before his mean mouth found her lips. Oh, how right he was as she could feel the wetness great his intruding fingers. Damn, why did John insist that she wear these thong panties. Kissing her with a passion, his tongue tried to force her lips apart. A quick, sudden pinch on Diane's most vulnerable clit was enough to force her mouth to open in utter surprise. His tongue then went to work with demanding kisses.

His fingers went under the elastic and closed on the tender clitoris, rolling it in the juices, which already soaked the area. Diane thought, oh how could this be happening? Around and around he rolled the sensitive bud, and soon her hips were belying her resistance.

Guilt and shame washed over her body as she felt a few quick spasms rocket through her loins. Here this animal was giving her satisfaction completely against her will. His two fingers slipped deep into Diane's wet channel, capturing the protruding clit between them. He now moved his fingers vigorously from side to side, causing small animal sounds to escape her lips. If only he would stop, just pause for a few seconds, maybe she could regain some control and composure. 

Diane could feel her face turn beet red as her hips thrust forward to meet his experienced hand. No, no, this just can't be happening! As unbelievable as it seemed, she felt a gigantic orgasm building deep inside her burning belly. Her hips yearned for his caresses and every muscle tensed in anticipation. He could feel Diane's desire and knew she was almost ready to cum. 

Leaning into her ear, he whispered, "You are a real woman. I love your cunt and it's so wet and hot, ready for fucking." Then he ordered her to lift her skirt up all the way and to remove her panties. He wanted her naked to his touch and knew this would further humiliate her. 

Sobbing and her body shaking from the crying she were experiencing, Diane again pleaded with him. "Please," she begged, "don't make me do this." Another wave of shame shot through her body as she realized that if he just sat there, she would do anything this utter stranger demanded. Diane's loins were inflamed and her cunt was on fire with desire, the likes she had never felt in her life. 

Oh, how could this complete stranger be doing this to her, and then she reached for the bottom of her skirt, lifting it all the way to her waist. Another sob racked her lithe body as her fingers, shaking in anticipation, grabbed the elastic waist of the lacy panties. Raising her knees, Diane slowly rolled the thin material down her shapely legs, letting them drop to the floor. A tear silently ran down her flushed cheek.

Never had her body been so alive. Maybe it was the dirty talk, or maybe just the thought of not having any control over what was happening, but Diane shamefully leaned closer to this man. Feeling his body next to hers, she needed him to fuck her now. Low and with a slight moan, she begged, "Fuck me, fuck me." Every caress, every touch from this man gave her feelings she had not experienced before. Higher and higher he took her until he felt that she was almost to the point of no return.

Diane was so engrossed with what his fingers were doing to her clit that she didn't even anticipate his next command. He had determined that her next humiliation was to suck his cock. Without her knowledge, he had undone his pants and lowered his clothes to expose his hard, long cock. It needed hot, sucking lips and he was about to take care of that right away.

His next move shocked Diane back to her senses and her breath caught once again. He took her small, delicate hand and moved it to his burning meat. Wrapping her fingers around the thick shaft, he held them firmly so she couldn't move away. The hot skin singed her hand as she felt the long shaft he had place in her fist. Slowly he pumped Diane's hand up and down the long pole. Again she felt the guilt and she did not feel the fact that he was violating her, all that went through her mind was the size and hardness of his cock. He moved her small hand up and down and Diane remembered feeling that this was the biggest cock she had felt. 

She began pleading with him to stop, leave her alone, please. Determined to regain some composure, Diane continued. Sobbing, she kept begging him to stop right now. It only made him smile and he could feel that she would not resist. She was a hot bitch and without anyone here to help her, she would do anything he demanded. When he saw her husband feeling those gorgeous boobs and then remove her bra, he knew she was ready for some sex. He watched her squirm and roll her hips when hubby fingered her pussy. Yes, this was one hot woman and he decided to get his buddies to help him with this one.

"It's time to suck baby," he told Diane and it took a few seconds for it to sink in. Meanwhile, his free hand moved to her head and guided it down. She opened her eyes wide and saw the monster, as her face got closer. Another nudge and the flared head was against her lips. Diane knew what was expected and didn't know of any way to prevent what was going to happen. Another little push and it slipped between her lips. With the help and guidance of his hand, her mouth was moving up and down his long cock. Diane could taste the salty pre-cum and the animal made sure to release a few more shots for her to taste. 

Diane had to keep her fist around the shaft so she could prevent him from ramming his entire length into her throat. Almost like being in a trance, she obediently moved the cock in and out of her hot cavity. This made him extremely happy and soon his seed was building towards a final climax. No way out now, Diane sucked the monster, as he demanded. His hips began to shift back and forth in the seat as the impending orgasm neared. He just couldn't believe his luck in getting such a beautiful, sexy woman to fall under his control.

Suddenly his hips thrust up and held steady for a brief moment. Then the first powerful shot of hot lava rushed down her throat. Diane attempted to pull back but he held her head firmly in place as he now jerked his weapon up and down, releasing the venom into her captive mouth. Never one to give many blowjobs, Diane swallowed quickly so as not to suffocate from all the cum he shot into her.

Shamed by these filthy actions taking place in the public theater, Diane could feel her erotic emotions rising even higher. Unable to control the passion, her thighs pressed together tightly, squeezing her pussy lips in an attempt to put pressure on her clit. With her seated in her seat, then leaning over to put her mouth on his bulging cock, her big tits were exposed below her chest. Realizing Diane's heightened passionate state, he reached under her upper body with both hands, his fingers catching the hard nipples as her boobs swung freely. 

The orgasm built and finally exploded as she swallowed the last shots of white lava. Never in her life had she climaxed without someone actually caressing her cunt. Here she was, experiencing a violent orgasm because this bastard demanded her body do so. Spasm after spasm rocked Diane's thin body and just by squeezing her thighs together, her pussy exploded. Thankfully, her mouth was full of his big cock so the loud moans didn't escape her throat. Sucking harder, she drained every last ounce of cum from his balls and he was amazed at the skill she possessed. No cocksucker had ever given him such an expert blowjob.

Eventually the explosions subsided in Diane's loins and her muscles began to relax. Fatigue and exhaustion were setting in and she freely gave in to his next actions. He grabbed her body, raising it up to his. Then he kissed her deeply, square on the lips and with his darting tongue, demanding Diane's reaction. Passionately he kissed, soon bringing the desired reaction from her tired body. 

Skillfully, his hand reached down, down her sweaty body until his fingers traced a path across her flat tummy. Further down, the tip of his middle finger slipped between the soaked pussy lips to press firmly on the swollen clit. Instantly, Diane's cunt was on fire as he madly rolled the wetness under his finger. Now vigorously, he demanded her hips meet the speed of his caresses on the tender clitoris. Faster her hips jerked in retaliation and Diane sobbed as she realized this monster was taking her to newer heights. Unable to stop her hips from joining him, he controlled every facet of her being. 

Leaning to the side and whispering in her ear, he said, "Fuck me baby, fuck me. I want your cunt now." Furiously now, he pumped the swollen clit and the orgasm rushed to a peak. Up and up he took her body and Diane was not able to resist in any way. Determined to not make too much noise, she attempted to keep her mouth tightly shut so the moans could not be heard throughout the theater. When his sharp teeth closed over a throbbing nipple, her orgasm exploded. Harder he bit down but the pain was quickly forgotten. Nothing in the world could have stopped this violent eruption and it seemed to go on forever. Fingers buried in her cunt, mouth over one nipple, and his fingers on the other, he possessed Diane's entire life in his control.

During the last few seconds of the passionate scene, one of Jed's buddies who had been guarding her husband came back into the seating area. In the dim light, Ron witnessed the perfect body going through the throes of a most violent orgasm. All he could think was how lucky Jed was to get his rocks off with this babe. Glancing around the theater, he could see that even the low sounds coming from the pair were noticed by some of the patrons. They were looking enviously back to the two lovers. A couple of the others were matching the pair with their passionate clutches. He could feel his raging hardon yearn for some of the action. 

What the hell, Ron thought, who was going to stop him. Like a cat, he crawled over to where the two were seated. Taking the seat next to Diane, he quickly released the waistband of his jeans and lowered his clothes. Up popped his hardon, jerking proudly up and down but hidden by the darkness. Jed noticed his buddy and understood what his intensions were. 

The spasms had quieted in Diane's body and she was sitting motionless, back in her seat. Her skirt was still rolled up around her slender waist and her blouse was completely off her chest. The sight made Ron even more excited and he instantly dove for her treasure. Luckily he was not too big a man, and he easily slipped between the rows of seats. Before Diane realized what was going on, he spread her legs wide to allow his body to fit between them. Lifting her head to see where the movement was coming from, she saw this other stranger attack. 

In a flash, his hot mouth closed on Diane's pussy. Pushing his strong tongue between the lips, he attacked the protruding clit with a determined passion. Reaching down with her hands, she grabbed his head and attempted to move it off her searing crotch. Diane tried in vain to resist but the two men held her firmly in her seat. There was no room for her to struggle or to get this new assaulter to stop. 

Ron's arms went over her wide spread thighs, reaching behind her to grab her flesh and easily holding her lower body steady. Looking down, Diane could see the top of his head and the helplessness of the situation caused low begging sounds from her throat. No, no she kept repeating as she wished him to stop kissing her exposed pussy. Hungrily he ate her cunt and every now and then would release her clit only to push his tongue deep into her vagina. 

Almost as fast as he attacked, Diane's loins felt new shocks of passion. He could smell the sex aroma drifting up from her cunt and it was like a drug to his possessed mind. Reaching down between his legs, he grabbed the thick shaft of his cock with one hand and began pumping it for self-gratification. 

Diane's body was reacting to the caresses and her head rolled from side to side as she felt the futile attempt of resisting these bastards. Hungrily Ron sucked and nibbled, all the while pumping his iron. Soon the flames of desire were roaring again and the orgasm started to wash over her body. Every nerve seemed to be extremely alive and these men were feasting on every one of them. 




At The Movies: The First Hour



Anyone watching could see a sensual woman being taken by two lovers and enjoying every second. Deep inside her womanhood, the explosions caused Diane's hips to thrust madly to the demanding mouth. Jed kissed her deeply so as to keep any sounds or moans from escaping her lips. No need to alert all the others in the theater. As it was, some of the other patrons were enjoying the erotic show unfolding a few feet away from their seats. 

The orgasm filled Diane's body and these vultures devoured any dignity she may have retained. Never had she experienced multiple orgasms in such a short period of time. Milking every bit of sexual satisfaction from her aroused body, one sucked hard on her exploding cunt. The other kissed her lips while his big, rough hands caressed her silky breasts. Over the top they took their captured prey, and she no longer presented any resistance to their demands. Diane's juices flowed like a fountain and the hungry mouth drank the nectar, swallowing every ounce as if in a desert.

Once her hips stopped their feverish thrashing, Ron held his throbbing cock in one fist. Something had to be done, and done immediately as he was very close to cumming. Twisting and shifting his body until he was seated in the seat to the right, he held his ramrod straight up. 

His intentions were quite obvious as he grabbed a handful of hair, pulling Diane's head down to his waiting iron. She actually saw a bit of humor in this as her eyes spotted the uncircumcised cock. In an attempt to stop him from ramming the long cock into her mouth, her hand went to the hard shaft. Holding it away from her face, she watched in wonderment as the skin pushed down to reveal the flared head. Then his large hand closed over hers and he began pumping both up and down the pulsating shaft. Wide-eyed Diane watched the wet, glistening head as it thrust up towards her flushed face. No, no she pleaded with him but there was no reasoning with him now. The passion had long overtaken his enraged mind and all he needed now was fulfillment. 

Jed held Diane in place and she was unable to stop the impending attack. Pushing hard against her mouth, the flared tip split her lips. Holding her head firmly with his fingers entwined in her curly hair, he gave a persistent jerk and the weapon was planted deep into Diane's mouth. The heated cavity gave him instant gratification and more pre-cum was released from his throbbing cock. Diane could taste the salty cum and felt the knob swell as he forced her hand to grip the shaft tightly, keeping the hot lava from escaping. 

All control gone, he suddenly released his grip on her hand and shot a powerful blast of the burning cum deep into her throat. His strong orgasm consumed his body and his hips kept thrusting forward as he emptied his load into the hot slut. Diane swallowed as fast as possible in an attempt to keep from choking. On and on it went and she wondered how there could be so much cum in one cock. Eventually, she felt the last jerks from his now semi-hardon but he held her firmly until the spasms subsided. All Diane could do was lay subdued between these two men until they decided they were finished abusing her body. In less than an hour, Diane had given two blowjobs, much against her will.

Eventually, the two relaxed enough to release their hold on Diane and she was able to sit up straight. Panic in her eyes, you looked around to see who was looking. Surely, others could see what was going on even in the darkened area and wouldn't they know these two men had taken Diane without her consent? A small spasm shot through her body as she realized that nobody was going to help her. If anyone noticed, they probably thought that she was a willing participant. Oh, how could this happen in a public place?

THE END OF THE FIRST HOUR

Please email your comments or advice to me, as I am new at erotic writing. I have a second hour almost ready to go and some other stories I am working on. This is the first story I have submitted to any story site and since I am not sure how this really works, I hope it works out okay.



At The Movies: The Second Hour



The Climax done, Jed told Ron to stay with Diane and he would go see how things were going in the restroom. This made her wonder, what was going on and were they doing anything to her husband, John? That would make sense. Although Diane had given in to these two creatures with the belief that John had asked them to force her to have sex with them, she started to wonder if they had not tricked her. Looking to the rear, she noticed Jed disappear into the lobby. Turning back to face the front, she heard the sounds of Ron putting his pants back on. Blushing, the memory of the last few minutes passed through her mind. How willingly she sucked his cock and gave him the satisfaction he dearly wanted. Shame and guilt followed and Diane just had to get out of this place. 

Now was her chance, Sally, one of the two lesbians sitting in the wing off to the right, saw what she believed was Diane's husband going into the lobby? The girls had noticed them enter the theater and couldn't take their eyes off her luscious body, which was probably the reason for mistaking Jed for her husband. When they saw the second man enter the theater and join the erotic couple, it gave Sally reason to peruse her fantasy. She asked her friend, "She is doing it with two guys, why not two girls?" What she wouldn't give to feel that body raced through Sally's mind and she whispered more thoughts to her girlfriend. Seizing the opportunity, she rushed to the lobby and caught Jed just as he was going to enter the restroom. 

"Excuse me," she said and went on to say things that had a sudden impact on Jed. She asked if he wanted to see his wife get fucked by her and her friend. She told him they would fulfill any man's dreams of having their wife make love to another woman. Jed was shocked and unable to say a word for a few seconds. Once her words sunk in, he smiled and thought of the luck just presented to him. Now all he had to do was come up with a plan to see this fantasy happen. The funny look on his face and monstrous smile once the thought sunk in, made Sally a little apprehensive. She shook it off right away as the chance to kiss Diane's treasures overcame any risks.

Thinking fast, Jed came up with a plan that he hoped would work. Saying he had to quickly go to the washroom, he told her that she should go back to her seat. He would signal her when his wife was ready and that would give him enough time to make the arrangements. 

Hustling off, Sally almost ran back to her seat and her emotions were enflamed. Putting her loving arm around her friend, she kissed her and whispered softly in her ear, "I did it. Hubby was all for it and he agreed to let us make love to his wife." The girls kissed passionately and both felt the excitement of the upcoming affair. Eventually the kiss broke and Sally continued, "And the beautiful thing is that he said his wife has never had an affair with a woman." Both girls felt the butterflies flutter in their stomachs.

Entering the washroom, Jed asked his buddies how things were going. They said all was okay and that the husband was not any problem. One buddy always kept his hand in his jacket pocket and had indicated he had a weapon, which made John very hesitant to try any escape. No sense getting hurt in a public place and nothing too serious should happen to his wife while he was held captive. They surely wouldn't dare harm his wife with so many other people around.

Jed told his pals that it would be another half hour or so and promised that they would be getting some of the action. Taking one bubby aside, Jed whispered so no one else could hear, "His wife believes he set this up and she is suppose to have sex with us." A chuckle came from his throat and he continued, "Once we get her ready, we'll get out of here and we can all fuck her." This would appease his buddy and that would give time for Jed's plan to work. 

John wondered what he meant by 'getting some of the action' but quickly let it slide. What kind of action could he have meant anyway, cope a feel or a kiss but nothing else with people around. He would just wait them out, as the movie must be at least half over so it shouldn't be much longer before they released him. 

Returning to the darkened theatre, Jed quietly slid into the seat he had previously vacated. Oh no Diane thought, he probably wants to force her to do something else. Sitting up straight in her seat, Jed had to lean over to whisper in her ear. "I am going to tell you this once and once only," he said with a stern voice. Then he lied, "Some of my buddies are holding your husband hostage and if you don't do exactly as I say, he will be cut up real bad. Now all you have to do is follow my directions and we will gladly let him go unharmed," did she understand, he asked?

Diane sat there motionless, unable to move a muscle because of what Jed had just said. Her face was made of stone and she stared straight ahead at the screen. The numbing thoughts flashed through her mind as she now understood how all this happened. John didn't set anything up; they just realized an opportunity and acted on it. How stupid of her to submit to these bastards. Oh what would John say when he found out? No, he must not find out. Geez, she had to do what they said or else. Numbly, Diane nodded her head and he continued.

"Ron," as he motioned towards his buddy, "and I are going to take a seat right behind you. A couple of our girlfriends are going to join us and they want to show you just how sexy and attractive you are. If you don't sit and do whatever they want, I'll make sure that hubby is not the same good looking gent he was when he went to the washroom," he told Diane in no uncertain terms. 

Grabbing the front of her now buttoned blouse, he brought Diane's face directly in front of his. "Do you understand or do we have to leave and take care of hubby?" he asked. This sudden show of force had an astounding affect on Diane and her shoulders slumped in a sign of submission. Looking back into his dark eyes, she realized this stranger owned her sole. 

Oh no, what should she do? After what they had already done, surely they meant whatever they just told her. She just had to do whatever it took to ensure that John was not harmed. With a shrug of her slim shoulders, Diane nodded her head indicating approval. Smiling, the two villains quickly hopped over the seatbacks and sat in the seats directly behind Diane. Fuck, this was great; a fantasy come true was all that they could think of.

Sitting quietly for a few moments, Jed then motioned for the two girls to their right that things were ready. Hearts beating faster, the two swiftly made their way over to the row where Diane sat. Sally leading the way stepped over Diane's legs to take the seat to the left while her friend slinked into the empty seat on her right. Like a zombie, Diane sat motionless with her heart beating very rapidly. She closed her eyes and hoped that this would all go away.

Sally was the first to move and Diane flinched as her arm went around her shoulders. Pulling Diane closer, Sally nestled into her neck, kissing as she went. Her darting tongue left a wet trail as she brought her lips next to Diane's ear. Whispering, she told Diane how beautiful she was and that she was going to make mad passionate love to her, only the way a woman could. Then she asked Diane if she had been with a woman before and franticly Diane shook her head. Turning her head, Diane looked her in the eye and begged Sally to leave her alone. "Just sit back and relax and your husband would get the show of his life," Sally told her.

Diane felt like screaming, 'that man is not my husband'! He's a jerk who just forced himself on me and that she didn't even know the man. Before Diane could get out any words, Sally suddenly kissed her lips, demanding retaliation with her hot tongue. Pushing hard, she eventually forced Diane's lips apart and her kiss began. As Sally brought her body next to hers, she held Diane's left arm down, between the two bodies. Her friend, Joan knowing exactly what to do, easily placed Diane's other arm back to allow her access to her upper body. 

Trying as she might, Diane was unable to twist or move her body and get away from the attack. Holding her breath, she felt nimble fingers undoing the buttons of her blouse. Next, the cool air struck her chest and her nipples reacted instantly. 

Diane began to plead for them to stop. Softly she whispered, "Please don't, please don't," over and over again as sobs shook her lithe body. The girl silently pushed the shear blouse to the sides, allowing her to view the two gorgeous tits and Diane fretted for not putting her bra back on after John had removed it. Joan held perfectly still for a few seconds, admiring the beauty. Sally felt Diane's body tense as her friend opened the blouse and Diane's feeble pleas seemed to give her more encouragement.

Once again Diane's breath caught as Joan lowered her mouth to rain kisses all the exposed breasts, skillfully avoiding the now hardened ends. Then she flicked out her wet tongue and coated the very tip, then blew softly over the moistened bud to make the nipple yearn for more. Her caresses were so soft and tender, not like the previous rough treatment from the aroused men. While continuing to plead for them to stop, Diane could feel the betrayal of stirrings from deep within. "No, no, please," she sobbed.

Sally wasn't keen on the heavy breathing coming from the rear but was determined to put up with the animals. To be able to feast on such a lovely woman was worth the inconvenience of having the two men watch. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see a hard cock being fisted by a large hand.

Sally kissed Diane with tenderness and used the tip of her tongue to caress the most inner reaches of her mouth. Then she moved to Diane's face, neck and shoulders, which gave her immense joy. The kisses of a woman were new to Diane but they felt like no other. All of a sudden, she felt shaken by the rising passion these two girls had created in her. How quickly they brought Diane up to a point where she felt lost in desire. 

Without warning, Sally's hand dropped into Diane's lap and it was like someone hit her in the stomach. Feeling the short skirt, she grabbed the hem and began rolling it up. Reaching the point where Diane's hips stopped the travel, Sally's hand reached under her thigh, prodding lightly to indicate that she was to lift. Caught in her spell, Diane obliged by raising her body and allowing Sally to lift her skirt up to her waist.

The feel of Diane's sexy body was turning Sally on and she was extremely happy with the way Diane was co-operating. Sally sensed the vulnerability and slipped her hand into the now naked lap. Diane's hips jerked wildly as her fingers traced paths through the neatly trimmed bush, dipping slightly to just barely touch the top of her pussy slit. Every time she did so, her hips would thrust up to meet the demanding fingers. 

Somehow this dyke had taken over Diane's body and was now in control. Her every caress was causing the passion to increase and she felt small spasms begin to rush through her loins. No, this just couldn't be happening. Fighting hard, Diane was determined to regain some measure of control and stop this rising tide of ecstasy.

Her hand was commanding Diane's body to react, yet caressed her vulnerable areas in the way only a woman would understand. Her head suddenly lowered and her hot mouth struck the flat tummy. When she kissed and licked the flaming flesh, Diane's hands dropped to her head and began to push it lower. Her body now begged Sally to continue and to take her as she wished. Sally smiled with satisfaction and realized the need now in Diane's body. Over the rolled up skirt, her tongue wet a path to riches. 

It was time to consume the luscious body and her hands went between Diane's thighs, pushing them slightly apart. Once they were spread, she swooped down and immediately began sucking the most private part. Tenderly, she sucked and licked the slit, paying special attention to the most sensitive clit. Diane's breathing was now short and ragged and Sally felt her body react to the skillful sucking. Her face deep in Diane's pussy, the juices now coated her hot skin.

All of a sudden she stopped her attack and rose up to begin kissing Diane right on the lips. Diane was now kissing the lips that were only seconds ago eating her pussy juices. Somehow the scent of the erotic juices and knowing that it was hers, made it more arousing than it should have been. The degrading act had a profound affect on Diane and without hesitation; she returned her kiss with a fury beyond any she ever experienced. The tongues joined and each took the other higher.

All the while, Joan was enjoying the enlarged breasts. Her intense caresses had hardened the nipples so they burnt with desire. Now she devoured each in turn, causing Diane's chest to push up to meet her hungry lips. Right in the midst of one of Sally's kisses, Joan nibbled on the enflamed buds to cause deep moans to escape Diane's throat only to get swallowed by the demanding mouth. 

Sally's hand had replaced her mouth on Diane's pussy and now both girls were fucking her with lesbian lust. They felt the orgasm rise from deep inside her womb, and rush up to meet them. Diane's body jerked out of control as the violent explosions erupted. It happened so quickly; it caught the girls slightly off guard.

Sally had wanted to prolong the climax for as long as possible but Diane was beyond the point of stopping. Sally started fucking with her fingers and kept her thumb pressed firmly over the enlarged clit. Diane's hips thrashed madly to meet her demands and the most powerful orgasm of her life continued. Joan sensed her urgency and nibbled harder on a rose bud with her sharp teeth. Pinching hard on the other, the pain she caused was turned into immense pleasure and Diane rocketed onward through newfound territory. 

The men were spell bound and sat with mouths wide open at the erotic sight of the three women. Watching the two dykes take Diane over the top was more than any man could dream about and each held their throbbing cock in their fist. The gigantic orgasm rushed through Diane's lithe body and they witnessed a lifetime fantasy of lust. The pre-cum from Jed's long cock soaked his crotch and he felt the most powerful need to fuck. His devilish mind was working feverishly to come up with a plan to fulfill this dream.

The girls felt small self-made orgasms shoot through their bodies as knowing fingers masturbated between their own thighs. Eventually, the spasms subsided in Diane and sweat trickled down the valley between her swollen breasts. Each girl clung to her and held her in their arms as long as possible, not wanting to leave their new lover.

Slowly, Sally straightened up and kissed Diane lightly on the lips. This was her sign of approval and love, which Diane understood immediately. Then she moved to the side of her face and whispered so softly, "I love you." Diane's heart stopped for a brief moment as the token of admiration had a profound affect. Sally hugged Diane in her arms and she felt the comfort of her love, as a small satisfied gasp of air escaped her throat. 

Then Sally's lips returned to Diane's and tenderly kissed, the very tip of her tongue caressing the outer regions of her lips. Somehow this girl held every emotion and the electricity flowed from Diane to the soft lips. Past experience told Sally that Diane was now completely devoted to her and although she did not say it, returned her loving words with her body actions. Always one to hold something back for a measure of control, Diane's body quivered from what Sally was doing and she gave everything to this woman. 

Sally smiled and decided that she would do anything in the world for a chance to possess her new lover. She had lesbian experiences with many women over the years but none had turned her stomach into a quivering pit like tonight. Yes, she would do anything to feel Diane's lips on her love box and for Diane to succumb to lust with a woman. This chance meeting during the movie would fuel many fantasies in the days to come.

The movie was drawing to a close and the time had flown by faster than expected. Jed had to move and move fast. The promise to his two buddies guarding her husband that they would get some action would include the two innocent lesbians. He could satisfy his raging desire with Diane while leaving his buddies to fuck the other two. It would take some doing but he was satisfied the plan would work.

When the movie ended, he would have to convince Diane that her husband wanted her to leave with them and John could meet them later. Then he would have to persuade John that he was to go with Ric and Lonny, his two buddies, for the intended rendezvous. Getting the two girls to join them would be the easiest part as he had noticed the loving affection Sally had adorned upon Diane. She was definitely love stuck and from what he overheard her say, would do anything in the world for Diane.

THE END OF THE SECOND HOUR

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This is my second post and hope it passes the test. Please email me with your comments and suggestions as I appreciate anything you have to say. I am planning to submit other posts soon and hope they are as well received as this series. I am also starting on the next chapter in this series. It will be called 'At The Movies - After The Show' and you can tell I have set the stage in the final two paragraphs.



At The Movies With Angelique



I know this girl called Angelique, and she loves the movies. Not only does she love what's happening on the screen, but it's her favourite place to fuck. One day you might be licking your choc-top or plunging your hand into a cup of buttery popcorn, when you will hear something or sense something or see something just a little bit different to the usual movie experience. 

I didn't used to know this either, so I'll tell you how I came to find out. 

I didn't know this about Angelique until one time my girlfriend was away overseas for work. Angelique had just broken up with Lucy, which they did on a regular basis – the longest it lasted was about 6 weeks once - and she phoned me looking for a shoulder to cry on (or so I thought). We had been talking for an hour or so about how we missed our girls and what it would be like when they came home. Suddenly Angelique said "Oh, fuck this, let's go out and forget about things for a while – how about we go to the movies?" 

"OK" I agreed and so Angelique named a movie theatre and some movie I had never heard of and said "Meet you there in an hour." 

Well, seeing as it was 'just Angelique', who I'd known forever, I didn't bother getting dressed up. I grabbed my keys and purse, stuffed them in the pocket of my jeans, and left. As usual I wasn't wearing any knickers (I like feeling the seam of my jeans rub directly against my clit) and I just had a loose sweatshirt on top, no bra, coz I like my nipple rings rubbing directly against the fabric. I'd been planning a night in to shave my head, so it was feeling a bit rough and overgrown – about a quarter of an inch growth. . . I usually like to mow it down a bit from there to a prickly stubble! 

Angelique was waiting outside when I got there. She was propped against an archway of the old deco arthouse cinema, one leg bent and looking for all the world like a hooker waiting for a john. That girl always looks like such a slut! Lucy gets very stern with her and makes her wear a collar, but as Lucy was gone for the moment, she was off the leash today and not wearing a collar! Today she had on a leopard-skin print micro mini skirt which barely covered her arse and cunt, a sheer see-through blouse – unbuttoned so that the top of her black lacy bra was showing, and preposterous 8 inch heels! Her face was exquisitely made up, like she'd spent about 4 hours in front of a mirror, and her hair was tumbling luxuriantly down her back and around her shoulders. For a moment I wondered WHO she was waiting for, til I remembered it was us who had a "date"!

"Hey, hot stuff", I joshed her as I approached. A little fiery bolt of arousal electricity flashed through my cunt, and I became very conscious of my clit straining against the seam and a sense of dampness in the crotch of my jeans. She immediately bestowed upon me one of her radiant smiles and leant in to give me a friendly kiss hello. In those heels she was about 4 inches taller than me (I'm five-seven) . She also grabbed a handful of my butt and gave it a squeeze. 

"I've got the tickets" she said and waved them. "Premium seating - lounge chairs. Let's get some champers and chockies to take in with us! My treat!" Angelique led the way and I became aware that as she walked I could see the curve of her bare arse cheeks just peeking out from her skirt. What a tart! Angelique always has been a tarty show-off I thought to myself, remembering the time at our all-girl high school she got sent home for wearing vinyl shorts which looked moulded on, leaving nothing to the imagination! 

I'm usually a beer and pretzels kind of woman, so champagne and chocolates was a bit of a change. But I figured Angelique was going all out to forget about Lucy, so why not indulge her? 

It wasn't til we were settling into our seats that I remembered to ask her what the movie was about. The one word answer she gave me surprised me a bit. "Dykes". 

"Eh?" I leaned closer. She laughed and said "French movie about Lemons. You know, females of the homosexual persuasion. . Carpet munchers. Janeys. Horsewomen. Truck drivers. Amy-johns. Beaver eaters. Boon daggers. Bulls and Diesels, Butches and Femmes. Fairy ladies. Jaspers. Lesbyterians. Lezzies. Lezzos. Margies. Mintles. Ruffles. Sergeants. Split tail lovers. Tootsies. Top sergeants. Tribadists. Velvet tippers. "

"L-e-s-b-i-a-n-s" she enunciated in a very loud stage whisper, and then laughing, she leaned over and grabbed for one of my tits, giving it a tweak and pinching my rapidly hardening nipple playfully between her fingers several times in quick succession. My cunt flashed and I was sure I could detect the smell of moist arousal about myself. 

The cinema was filling up around us, and it became clear that the place was full of girls of the Sapphic persuasion. "First day of the Lesbian Film Festival" Angelique offered, running her hand along the back of my neck and up my clippered neck and head. I had been so out of it since my girl had been out of town I'd completely missed it. So, here I was on a "date" with a girl I'd known since preschool, a woman of my own proclivities whom I had never seen naked, whom I had never lusted after, and who was at this moment turning me into a quivering heap of jelly. Not that I have ever been an exclusively one-woman woman, but any time I had fucked someone other than my lover Sue, she had been there too. 

I took refuge in my glass of champagne, and quaffed it down rather more rapidly than I might have. The bubbles were a match for the bubbling going on inside my jeans! 

As the lights dimmed, Angelique took a chocolate from the box and fiddled around making some movements, rearranging her skirt or something, so I thought. 

Advertisements flashed on the screen for a women's sex-toys outlet and a luxury island resort run by and for women. I barely took it in as I was conscious of the movements Angelique was making in the seat next to me. She had pushed her tiny skirt up and had wiggled her g-string off and had her hand between her legs cupping her mound. I dared not look directly, but I could feel her arm moving rhythmically and occasionally brushing against mine on the shared arm of the chair. I gasped a little when I realised what she was doing. In all my life I had never witnessed anything like this. We were in a public movie theatre, watching adverts and she was making like she was home watching a porno tape! 

I sneaked a glance at my companion as the screen darkened and the movie began. As if anticipating this moment, Angelique leaned over and said "I always fuck at the movies!"

My mouth hung open and I must have looked like a bit of a moron. "I said", she repeated. "I always fuck at the movies!"

"Uh-huh" I gulped, and shifted my gaze to her bare cunt and her hand working itself in and out of her hole, circling her clit and tugging her lips. At that moment, Angelique leaned over and ran her tongue around the back of my ear and started to gently nibble my lobe. She whispered "I don't just jig myself. you know .. . it takes TWO to fuck, and I ALWAYS fuck at the movies!" She grabbed my hand and placing hers over the top, guided my hand to her mound. 

The implication of what was happening came to me in a rush – and my jeans got very, very wetI glanced around the movie theatre to see if anyone else was aware of what was going on up the back. I couldn't tell very clearly, but I could glimpse one couple kissing passionately a few seats along, oblivious to anyone else. 

Without another word, Angelique had slipped out of her seat and was on her knees before me. My friend then moved and buried her head under my sweatshirt, her mouth coming to rest on one of my firmly erect nipples. As Angelique continued to flick at my breasts with her tongue, I pulled her closer. I am a real sucker for breast play, and can get off on it alone. She sucked and tongued them for a long time, and my core was burning. By now I was panting and squirming, clearly wanting the release of orgasm. I felt congested with arousal and pre-orgasmic tension. You know what it's like: you just NEED to have that crescendo so you can come down and feel fulfilled. I was straining against the seam of my jeans, moving around more and more in order to help myself cum. But Angelique was not going to allow things to happen that easily! 

"Bet ya clit is on fire!" Angelique whispered " and I reckon you'll be swimming wet inside those jeans! Why not let me help you get them off?" 

She placed one hand inside the waistband of my jeans and with the other eased down the zipper very slowly, taking care not to snag it on my bare flesh. Having done that she placed her hands under my arse and raised it slightly off the seat. I stayed in that position, making my abdominal muscles work for their money, so Angelique could ease the denim down my legs and eventually tug them off altogether. I was now naked from the waist down, my wet cunt raised millimetres from Angelique's face. I now had my eyes lightly closed and was losing myself in the attentions of my oldest friend and newest lover! I was barely conscious of flickering shades of light from the screen and the accompanying soundtrack. 

So there I was, lying back in my seat, naked from the waist down, with Angelique between my spread legs, her own skirt ridden up over her hips, her bare arse pointing towards the seat in front. Angelique was using her tongue on my slit. Of course I was so slick and wet now she was lapping and drinking me in as she was now giving me this fantastic tongue fuck. It only took a few seconds before I was thrusting vigorously into her face as she sucked on my clit and had her tongue buried up my velvet passage. I couldn't help it, but when the exquisite release came, I moaned so loudly several heads in the row in front swivelled round as if to check what was happening. It was only then I had a momentary insight that it was a movie theatre and it was like we were a live-action part of the show! 

Next thing Angelique was up off the floor and was straddling one of my legs, her own bare cunt sitting slickly moist against my skin. She had her face near mine, and I could smell my own sex as her lips met mine and I opened my mouth so her tongue and mine could dance, as her hand stroked the nape of my and up the back of my cropped-hair head . 

When she broke the kiss Angelique whispered "Now you're feeling better, it's time to fuck!" All I could manage in response was a burbled "Uh?" 

My lover got off my leg and squatted at my feet on the floor. She pulled her over-sized handbag towards her and from it produced an object which took me totally by surprise. She held up a leather harness with a dyke-dick attached! "Great goddess" I gasped "You're not going to put that on here are you?"

"No", came the reply. "You are!" 

With that she lifted one of my legs and placed my foot through the opening between the side strap and t-bar holding the girly-cock, and then repeated the process with my other foot. She made some adjustments to allow it to slide up my legs as if dressing me in a pair of panties. "Lift your arse" she ordered, and, so mesmerised, I did. Eventually the fuck-me-tool was in place and the appropriate adjustments made so it fitted snugly against my mound and clit. 

Angelique now returned to her previous position astraddle my leg. She arched back and with both hands unbuttoned her sheer top. I caressed the top of her café latte breasts, then pulled the cups of her black lace bra down underneath them, so that her boobs sat forward, her hard and erect nipples presented to me for nibbling. I buried my face in her tits and gorged on them. I slipped my hands under her arse cheeks and fondled and caressed her. She reached back and twiddled with a zipper on her skirt. I was surprised to discover that the zip ran the full length of the skirt, so once she had it undone it fell away from her body completely. 

By now I had one of my fingers along the length of her arse crack, and she was sliding back and forth, wet and slick. I jiggled the tip of my finger against her puckered hole which seemed to arouse her so a gush of stickiness seeped out and over my hand. At that moment Angelique stood and pushed my legs closer together and inched forward towards my lap and the latex dildo protruding from me. Some of my previous lovers hated cocks, saying it reminded them of their former husbands or boyfriends. Others, clearly like Angelique, love being dicked, as long as it's attached to one of her own sex. 

Angeligue took my hands and placed them on her slit. I caressed and played a moment, then spread her lips and opened her hole, playing in her wetness. She then lowered herself onto the chickdick and started bouncing and squirming around, doing all the fuck-work as I reclined in my chair. If I was in control I would have thrust and fucked her, banging at her like a dieseldyke, but here in the movie theatre, Angelique was doing all the riding.

Well, after all, she had told me she always fucks at the movies! And today was no exception!



At The Movies With Master



My lover came home today with a gift for my birthday. He is always so thoughtful, so loving. I can't believe I'm with this man. He is handsome, wealthy, and a wonderful lover. Not that I have much to compare him to, except for some teenage fumbling in backseats, he was my first.

When I first saw him nude, I almost panicked. He was huge and I had never had a man inside me. But he caressed and kissed every inch of my body until I was wild with desire. I wanted something, but it wasn't until he nudged my pussy open and started inside me that I discovered what it was.

He seemed pleased when I came as he took my virginity. I was shocked myself that I could find pleasure even as I screamed in pain. Afterward he just smiled and kissed me, saying that I pleased him greatly. As if it had been a test. 

I loved him. When he asked me to call him Master, I agreed with a smile. Our lovemaking had always been gentle. The only time he had been stern was when I refused to wear a fur coat he'd brought me. He'd forced me over his lap and spanked my bare bottom until I cried. I still stubbornly refused and he repeated the whole thing, using a hairbrush on my flaming backside. Then the oddest thing happened. He stroked between my legs and I flew apart at his touch. When he laid me down and entered me I came faster and harder than ever before. I was still crying as he held me and comforted me and I told him I would do anything for him. Again he seemed pleased.

I was afraid that the large flat box held another coat made from dead animals. And I'm ashamed to say that a twinge of excitement curled between my legs at the thought of what would happen if I refused again. But the box held a dress. White silk, with a gathered bodice and a very full skirt. "Wear this tonight when I take you out, my love." He stroked my long blond hair. "Nothing else, just the dress and your new high-heeled shoes." 

I put it on. It reminded me of the dress Marilyn Monroe wore in the Seven Year Itch. I felt terribly exposed as air hit my naked bottom. Still I looked perfectly groomed.

We left his limo and I cringed when I saw that he was taking me into a porno theatre. Not just any porno theatre either. This place was run down, in an old neighborhood near the college. I saw him give a roll of bills to the aging usher and we were escorted to the last row in back. The movies were already running and one look told me that I'd never seen anything like this before. There were several men down front and I was glad they weren't near us.

On screen a woman was bent over a bench and was being whipped with a belt. Her bottom was red striped and she was screaming. The man whipping her was wearing a leather mask and was naked. He had an immense penis, it hardly looked human. Then he began to…I gasped as he put that monstrosity into her bottom. Now she screamed even louder, as a few of the young men down front made laughing comments. The whole movie was like this, and the second was worse. I was squirming in my seat. Embarrassed, I told myself. Ashamed to be in this awful place. It was a big old barn of a theater, built before energy costs made such high ceilings impractical. I shivered at the cold air and felt my nipples draw up to hard aching points. 

As the third movie started he touched me. A gentle hand ran up my quivering thigh until it touched my core. I could smell the musk of my own wetness when the hand withdrew. I could see his smile in the darkness. "Stand up, my dear." I let him direct me until I was standing in front of him, still facing the screen. He pushed me until I bent over the seatback and I felt him raise my skirts. I clutched at the wooden armrests as he began to nuzzle my pussy from behind. I had to bite back a gasp as his tongue pierced my bottom. He'd never done such a thing before and it shocked me silly. It also made me so excited that I felt my throbbing pussy get even wetter.

I knew I had to be still or those men would hear, but it was very hard. When I glanced to the side I saw the usher watching us, pumping his thin erection with a fist. On screen a young woman was cornered by a biker gang. Behind me I heard my lover standup, heard his zipper open. He's going to take me HERE. I couldn't believe it. But I also made no move to leave either. I wanted it so bad.

He used his wide cock tip to nudge me open and then leaned forward, sinking into my gorged and throbbing vagina in one cleaving stroke. It was all I could do not to scream. It felt so perfect. So huge. After a series of powerful thrusts, he withdrew, making me whimper for his return. I lifted my head and on screen the girl was between two men, her feet not touching the floor as they slammed her from both sides. I felt his fingers in my virgin bottom, pulling at me, opening me. I knew what was coming and buried my face in the rough fabric of the seat back. As he started into me it was like I was being split and for a moment I thought to tear myself away, to run out of this place and never look back. Then he stopped and reached around me, cupping my pussy. I relaxed as his finger found my clitoris and he chose that moment to lean forward and bury himself in me. Tears flowed into my hair as I tried to adjust to his invasion. He lifted me until I was standing and turned my face, seeking my mouth, pushing the dress off my shoulders to cup my breasts. 

I tried to come to terms with all the sensations. Painful fullness, intense pressure, exquisitely gentle touches on my breast and lips and pussy, and the dark thrill of doing it all in public. I moaned into his mouth as my body spasmed and clutched at him, betraying me by taking him deeper into the tight channel he now filled completely. Kissing my neck he urged me to bend again until I again held the armrests, my face toward the screen. I had to bite on a fold of white silk when he began to plow me in earnest. He would withdraw until only the tip remained then drive deep, until I could feel the rub of pubic hair and the slap of his huge balls as they tapped my swollen labia.

The only sounds I made were whispered moans and gasps and they were swallowed by the movie soundtrack. After one particularly powerful thrust he leaned forward and whispered. "I didn't think you could remain so quiet, my dear. I am very proud of you." I turned to look at him, tossing my hair out of the way. He was grinning in the dark, like a wolf. I resolved to remain silent. "I love you." For the first time he said the words I had never thought to hear. 

I was trying to process what he had just said when the theatre fell silent. CRACK! His hand on my bottom sounded like a gunshot in the echoing old theatre. I looked up helplessly as the men in the front row turned. CRACK! His big hand fell with each thrust as the men walked back. I let the fabric fall from my mouth as the spanking and the fucking all seemed to turn my insides into molten lava. I screamed now as I came violently, not caring if they heard me in the street.

"FUCK HER!" The young men chanted as they watched. "FUCK HER!" When I looked up, several had their trousers open and were pumping themselves. I should have been horrified, angry, anything but pleased, which is what I felt. Depraved but pleased.

If my Master was still testing me, I had a feeling that finals were coming up fast. I heard him laugh as I responded to the spanking by pushing back to meet his next thrust. I saw several dozen foil packets flutter to the seats and floor apparently tossed there by my Master. Condoms!

"My fiancée would be happy to serve you but please, cover up for safety's sake." By his tone he might have been inviting them to dinner. 

"Fiancée!" I blurted as a rubber covered erection pushed past my lips, and two filled my hands. My last thought before I surrendered to a long shuddering orgasm was that this had to be the weirdest, fucking marriage proposal in history.

Part two

When my master finally filled my bottom with a quantity of molten cum, he leaned forward and kissed my shoulder. "You please me, my love." He lifted the thick blond hair that had fallen over my face and whispered into my ear. "You may stop at anytime. But not on my account. It excites to see you well fucked. Tell me when you are satisfied and we shall leave."

"Tell me what you want to see." I asked after I had lifted my mouth from the rubber covered prick between my lips. "I'll be happy to obey."

"Perfect answer." He stood next to me and helped me to stand. "Would any of you gentlemen have a coat to spare." Two raincoats appeared instantly, and my Master laughed. He walked to the aisle and spread the coats over the coarse carpet. Then he studied the young men who stood expectantly, most with their erect cocks already sheathed. Taking my arm he escorted me to the impromptu bed, my dress slowly slithering over my hips as I walked until it finally fell to the floor. I stepped out of the pool of expensive silk and stood naked in the gloom. The light from the screen gave a blue cast to my white skin and the men gasped appreciatively. 

"You," my Master gestured to a blond with a prick that almost rivaled his own. "Lie down on the coats." The boys prick was soon standing ready and I was poised over it, almost touching as I straddled his hips. I was still facing the screen and the men and I watched as my lover chose a burly jock type with an impressively long erection, and walked him behind me. Three others were chosen quickly. I looked over my shoulder and my lover seemed to hesitate. "Take off your belt and stripe her ass. Five, I think." 

"Sir?" The boys tone was shocked but excited. "Yes, sir." I heard the belt being unbuckled. 

"Double it and hold the buckle in your hand." My Masters voice was calm and almost scholarly. He pressed my shoulder and urged me down onto the blonde's prick, waiting until it was fully seated. Then he said, "Now!" The first blow made me jump and the blond pulled me close to his chest. "Harder." It was all my Master said. The next blow made me cry out and by the fifth I was shrieking. 

Before I could catch my breath I felt the jocks big, well greased cock force it's way into my already stretched bottom. When he lifted my hips he was able to enter completely and soon both men were plowing me in a painful but thrilling way. My jaw was forced open and a prick, tasting of rubber slid into my throat. My hands were lifted and curled around two hard cocks, and strong hands circled my thighs and lifted until I was touching nothing but men. Floating on a sea of hard, pulsing thrusting men. Helpless and out of control I surrendered to an endless orgasm that left me almost unaware of my surroundings. My only anchor was my Master, stroking my hair and whispering to me. Telling me how much he loved me. When one of the men shook and rolled away another took his place until I was a quivering mass of orgasmic flesh. When the last man finished he ordered, "Enough!" And with only a little grumbling they stepped back. He lifted me into his arms and held me as my body jerked and shook with the overload of pleasure it had received. When I could stand, he carefully pulled the dress over my head and wrapped me in his warm cashmere topcoat. The expression on his face made me melt. It was pride. So, feeling their eyes burning into me, I stood like a queen, and watched as he thanked the men. 

I had passed another test.

But I had to wonder what other tests he had in store.



At home he carried me into his shower and reverently bathed me. Gently he lathered and rinsed until there was no part of me, inside or out, that he hadn't cleansed. After he kissed and licked the flesh he had purified, until I surprised myself by coming in one last soothing wave of pleasure.

Afterwards, I slept in his arms for almost ten hours.

"Wake up my love." I stirred at his voice and stretched like a cat. My body was sore in spots that reminded me of the night before. My bottom was tender from the belt and my belly felt almost crampy from the orgasms."I have another gift for you."

I looked up and saw him dangling a key chain over my head. It was a black iron heart, with a single key attached. He had already given me a very nice car so I wondered what it could be for. "Thank you."

"But you haven't seen it yet." He chuckled and took my hand. He helped me into my robe and after I took a quick trip to the bathroom he gestured to the walk-in closet he had just had built for me. Inside he turned a rose shaped bit of wrought iron that I had thought to be ornamental. The panel opened and exposed a heavy door. 

The old fashioned key easily turned in the lock and the door swung open. It was a room. The windowless, walls were covered with mirrors and dark wood, an open door showing a tiny bathroom. The four-poster bed in the center was raised almost like a platform, and covered with black velvet. The heavy posts were studded with an assortment of iron rings at various heights. In front of the wide hearth was a leather padded bench about a foot wide and four feet long. The only other furniture was a huge black leather chair and a big screen television.

"Is this for me?" I asked oddly excited by the grim room. 

"This all belongs to you my love." He led me to a glass front cabinet and took out a large flat velvet box. "I realized early that you needed something more than just sex to make you truly happy." In the box was a leather collar and cuffs for my wrists and ankles. "I cannot come in this room without your invitation from now on. You must unlock the door and be waiting wearing only these. Then I will be a harsh but loving master to you."

"Harsh?" I gulped as I got a good look at the rest of the contents of the cabinet. There were whips, paddles, dildos and things I didn't recognize. There was even a colonics set up like they used to use in the hospitals. 

"I will always be here by invitation and will stop the instant you ask." He kissed me tenderly and held me, making me feel safe and loved. He knew, better than I, what made me happy.

"Yes."

"Yes?"

"Yes, I'll marry you. Yes I'll invite you in." I shrugged out of my robe and reached for the collar. 

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!" I fastened the cuffs to my wrists and ankles as he watched appreciatively. Then I dropped to my knees before him and bowed my head. Waiting.



"I saw you looking at this." He took out the old fashioned enema bag. "I could see your interest."

"It's not that. I was just surprised to see something like that." I blushed at the suggestion that I could somehow be aroused by such things. 

"You are contradicting me?" His voice was suddenly very stern. "Get over here! Now!" He was standing at the foot of the bed. I almost ran there as I knew he could do anything to me. 

I had told him he could, after all.

He took my hands and fastened the snap to a ring on the bed post. He locked the other hand to the opposite one. The rings were at about waist height, so I was forced to bend at the waist, my arms held fast by the black leather cuffs. 

"I'm sorry, Master." I kept my head bent forward and whispered. "Forgive me?"

"Later, perhaps." He fussed at things behind me and stroked my bottom. "The stripes are almost gone. But I imagine it's still very tender." He tested the wetness starting in my pussy and laughed. Just the paddle, I think." Then he left.

I could here water running and when he returned he hung the red bag high on a hook above my head. He placed the clamped tube on the bed under my nose, along with a wicked looking paddle. It was shaped like a school type paddle except it was hard rubber and flexible. Last he placed a small, long dildo with a bulb of some sort on the end.

"I'm afraid I'm rather old fashioned in these things. Kiss the tools of your discipline." He held up the nozzle and I hesitantly pressed my lips to it. Then the dildo was offered for my kiss. 

I could feel the hard nozzle pressed deep within my tender ass and the rush of hot water as it filled me. I could smell soap and feel the slight burn as I was filled with the soapy liquid. A moan escaped me as my belly filled and he massaged it, urging me to accept even more fluid. When either the big bag was empty or I was too full to take more he stopped. The nozzle was removed only to be replaced by the dildo. I clamped down desperately to keep the water from escaping. It was then that I found out what the bulb on the thing was for. There was a hiss of air and the dildo swelled to several times its size. "OOOOOOO!" I gasped as the pain brought tears to my eyes. "It hurts."

"Do you wish me to stop." He sounded annoyed. 

Another test. You asked for it, I told myself. "No, Master." 

"Now, then, kiss this paddle and we will see to the rest of your lesson." I managed to stay quiet for the first two strokes. "You may scream if you like, the room is soundproof." Then he struck harder still and I let the shriek rip from my throat. The pressure and burning in my belly and the fire he was stoking on my burning ass, combined with the stretched anus made me grunt and weep as he worked the paddle over my ass. At last he stopped and climbed onto the bed, lifting my face. "You look so beautiful this way."

I knew my face was swollen with tears and my hair was in a wild tangle. When he knelt and offered me his cock, I took it deep and laved it with my tongue. Unable to move I let him fuck my face until he shot a hot stream of cum into my insatiate mouth. "I love you." I gasped as he withdrew. 

"I'll be back after breakfast." He closed his robe and left. 

I heard thew door close and gasped at the coldness of his actions. The pressure to expel the water grew as I stood helpless. My breasts hanging down, my belly almost throbbing with fullness. The room was soundproof. I could only suffer in silence as the heat from the paddle made my ass cheeks pulse with each heartbeat. My pussy gaped and then clamped as the cool air found it. 

Soon he would return and …and what? What new torture would he force me to taste. 

Not force. It was my choice. I could ask him to end this. I could lock the door and never open it again. Knowing this room was here. Knowing the whips and vibrators and the other things in the cabinet were there. Waiting.

A sob caught in my throat. Where was he? I shivered with anticipation when I heard the door open almost an hour later. 

"Breakfast was delicious, my love." 

"Please?" I moaned as I looked over at him. He was dressed in casual clothes, the sort he wore when he stayed at home. 

"Please what?"

Please, Master," I blushed. "Let me go to the bathroom." 

"I suppose you'll tell me that you find no pleasure in this."

"It hurts." I felt tears start again. 

I felt his cock prod my pussy from behind. The big tool in my ass made it very tight and I screamed as he inched into the compressed channel. I spread my legs to ease his entry and my pain. His big hand cupped my mound and he pinched my clit forcefully. It was the last straw. I bucked against my restraints and came violently. He gave a strangled shout and pulled away. "That was quite amazing my dear."

He unfastened my cuffs and when I stood, I saw that he was covered again. I waited for his orders. 

"I would like to spend the day in this room, my love."

"Yes sir." I shivered slightly. 

"Go into the bath, get into the tub and kneel over the rim."

I went into the very basic bathroom. There was only a tub/shower, toilet and sink in plain white, like the walls and floor. It seemed almost institutional. In the tub instead of a faucet was a six foot length of hose. Soon my aching tummy was resting on the flat cold rim of the tub.

"I'm going to remove the plug. If you let go of the water I'll punish you harshly."

"I understand, Master." My voice quavered as he released the plug and quickly pulled it from my rectum. I clenched with all my might, holding in the water that fought to escape. 




At The Movies With Master



"Now stand." He offered his hand and I stood, concentrating every ounce of will on my ass. Stepping over the tubs rim was an experience in terror, as I felt a tiny trickle of hot liquid escape. 

"Please, Master. Could you leave?"

"NOW!" He pushed me to the seat of the toilet and I felt the explosion of wet heat as the forceful stream burst free. Over and over I ejected the water, until I was empty. "Magnificent! You held fast. Your muscles are quite spectacular."

I flushed the toilet and looked around for toilet paper. It sat on a shelf out of reach. "Please?" 

"No! get into the tub. Use the hose to clean your self." His words were hard and cold.

I blushed as I stepped into the tub and turned on the water to a comfortable temperature. I directed the stream of water over my ass and pussy, sighing as the hot water soothed my paddled ass. 

His hand closed over mine and he took the hose form me. He slowly teased my clit with the stream until my sighs turned to moans of pleasure. Then ever so slowly he pushed it into my pussy. "Hold it, bear down my love."

I soon filled with water and still I squeezed myself tightly. Trying, against all reason to hold it all in. When the hose was ejected, the water gushed out in a rush. I thought he would be angry. Punish me. 

"Absolutely amazing." His words of praise made her glow with pride. "You have the most remarkable muscles down there." He kissed me then turned her away, pushing me forward. The hose was introduced to my anus and I clamped down on it fiercely. "Concentrate, my love. I want you very clean for what comes next."

* * * * *

When she was so empty she was shaking, he lead her back to the bed and made her kneel, her neck and wrists fastened to a tether. Ropes pulled her ankles apart and made her wobble. With her head flat on the mattress and her bottom in the air she felt terribly exposed. 

She wanted…she didn't really know what she wanted. 

A huge dildo was pressed to her lips and she kissed it fearfully. It was twice the size of his prodigious cock. She could taste a minty salve and shuddered at the thought of this monster going it either of her tender, aching holes. 

He rubbed her clitoris as he started the fat tip into her narrow pussy. Using a twisting, screwing motion he pushed it deeper. It was a vibrator and he switched it on, making her arch her back. His tongue pierced her ass and she came apart. Pushing back, trying to impale herself on his throbbing toy as his hands and tongue tortured her sweetly. 

She loosened around the big rubber dick and he pumped it into her harder, eating her ass the whole time. The salve started to burn and she screamed, as her pussy gushed around the vast toy. 

When the huge prick was pulled out, she almost wept. The powerful vibrator was held against her clit as his huge prick started into her tender ass. He must have used the same lubricant, because her abused hole felt as if he was fucking her with a lit torch. A long undulating scream was torn from her as he plowed deeper. The pulsing, burning touch on her clit made her come hard and again, he was the one to shout with pain as she clamped down on his cock. 

Later, he bathed her and held her naked body on his lap. He sat in the big leather chair and they watched some of his vast collection of pornography. The last session had finished them both for the day, but she was content to be held in his strong loving arms. "I love you." She whispered as he kissed her tenderly.

"My soulmate. My wife. My life. My whore." He drew her even closer. "I do love you so." 

The end for now



At the Movies - XXX Rated



For my twenty-first birthday, two of my closest sorority sisters took me out to celebrate. We went to a bar in a somewhat seedy part of town not far from campus, and there, I ordered my first ever "legal" drink. Sally and Jenny and I were getting rather tipsy when the conversation turned a bit raunchy. Jenny asked me if I'd ever been to an adult movie theater.

"Me? No, of course not." Her question caught me completely off guard.

"Oh, Kim, you don't know what you missing." Jenny said. "Danny took me once and it was really wild. Guys were sitting in the back rows and beating off and we even saw a girl give some old guy a blow job. It was such a turn on ... afterwards, I made Danny drive us out to the overlook and ... well ... we had some fun in the back seat."

"My gawd! You're kidding. Right?" I said, somewhat shocked since I had always considered Jenny a bit of a prude.

"How 'bout you, Sally? You ever been?" Jenny asked.

"Well no, but, Mitch and I did watch some of his dad's porno DVDs once -- Mitch said his dad had them stashed where he thought nobody would find them." Sally said. "But you're right Jenny, porn really is a turn on. Mitch I and did it on couch while we watched the movie. Mitch dared me to do everything the girl in the movie did ... it was sooooo hot! I loved it."

"Oh my gawd ... what all did you doooo?" I said, not sure if I was more surprised by Sally's confession, or by Jenny bringing up the subject in the first place.

"Well ... ahhhh ..." Sally stuttered.

"Come ooooon ... you have to tell us!" Jenny insisted.

"I let Mitch cum in my mouth. I never did that before, but I really liked it; I let him do it all the time now. And ..."

"Let's have it!" I said when Sally paused again.

"We did anal."

"Oh that's so hot!" Jenny said. "I never did that but I really think I'd like to try it ... but Danny just likes missionary."

All this talk about sex was starting to get to me; though the drinks were a contributing factor, I'm sure. I was the only one of the three of us currently without a boyfriend and as a result I hadn't been with a guy for months. True, I get off just about every day with my little vib, but it's just not the same. So as we sat there drinking and talking about blow jobs and anal sex, I was beginning to feel a little squishiness between my legs whenever I crossed them. 

Then again, it might have been the frat guys sitting at the bar who were so obviously looking up my mini skirt every time I crossed my legs that was partially responsible for getting me hot and bothered. Though, I must confess, I crossed and re-crossed my legs frequently just to see their reactions ... guess I can be a tad naughty at times.

Jenny tipped back the last of her drink and said; "OK girls, here's what we're gonna do. There's an adult movie place three blocks from here. Sally, you and I are gonna give Kim a birthday present she'll never forget!"

"Oh yes!" Was Sally's immediate response and she chugged what remained of her drink, too. "Come on Kim ... finish your drink."

"Hey listen ... I don't think I ..."

"Nonsense!" Jenny said and grabbed my arm. I took a last gulp of my drink as Jenny pulled me out of my chair and then pushed me towards the door of the bar. I heard a couple of lewd remarks from the frat guys as we walked out and I was beginning to regret not staying at the bar. I am certain I would have gotten "lucky" had we stayed awhile longer.

As we headed in the direction of the porno house, I tried to argue that it wasn't safe given the part of town we were in, and I pointed out that the porn theater area was even sleazier. Sally pulled out a small can of mace that her dad had given her and said she could take care of anybody we might encounter along the way. Having run out of excuses I let my girlfriends drag me to the triple-X movies.

At the theater, we bought our tickets and headed into the lobby. There was a big black guy there collecting tickets and tearing off the stubs just like any normal Cineplex.

"ID, please" He said as he took our tickets.

"Huh?" I said. 

"Ya gotta be 18 to t' get in, sister." So we each retrieved our driver's licenses from our purses.

"Satisfied?" Sally said with a smirk. The bouncer said nothing but gave Sally a look that seemed to say that if she opened her mouth again she'd be out on her ear in a flash.

"Come on." I said, and I pushed both my friends into what I noticed was a horrible and disgusting looking place.

"Geeeez, everything looks so ... so ... filthy!" Sally said, obviously having come to the same conclusion as me.

Sally turned back towards the bouncer and yelled. "Hey, where do we buy popcorn?"

The black guy just gave her the finger.

"Come oooon!" Jenny said, and we all hurried into the theater. We stopped at the doorway to the theater to give our eyes a chance to adjust to the darkness. It soon became apparent when we were finally able to see that the seats were mostly empty -- there was maybe thirty or forty people in the place. A movie was already in progress with naked bodies writhing all over the screen.

Sally let out a big sigh. "Oh damn! We missed the cartoons." We all laughed, but somewhat nervously, not knowing exactly what to expect in the creepy looking place.

"Come on, this row here." Jenny whispered. She had gone ahead a bit and was standing next to a row of seats near the back of the theater. Sally and I went down the aisle to Jenny, and she pushed me into row the she'd selected ahead of her and Sally.

I heard her and Sally giggling as I started to sit in the third seat in.

"No ... no ... keep going." Jenny said as she urged Sally to shove me further down the row. 

I tried to turn and ask what the problem was as I moved down the row, but Jenny just said "keep going." So I didn't see the guy seated in the dark in the middle of the row; I almost fell over him.

I tuned toward him and said as quietly as I could, "sorry." Then I noticed just how scruffy he looked, in spite of the dim light of the theater. He obviously hadn't shaved in days and he looked far older than my dad. I turned back towards Sally and Jenny to protest that we absolutely could not sit next such a seedy looking character only to find Jenny and Sally were already seated. They'd left me the seat right next to the guy as my only option. Jenny leaned across Sally and grabbed my arm and pulled me down into that seat before I had a chance to get past them and escape.

As I settled into my seat, I looked over at my girlfriends and saw they had their heads together and were whispering something to each other. I tired to lean over and break in on their secret conversation and tell them we needed to move, but they ignored me. 

Jenny pointed at the screen and I saw Sally's jaw drop; I also heard Sally suck in her breath -- obviously shocked by something. That got my attention, so I looked up at the screen and saw the biggest black cock I'd ever seen pistoning in and out of some blond's shaved pussy while she alternately sucked two other huge cocks. Like Sally, I too became mesmerized and I soon felt a stirring in my loins.

"Oh my gawd." I said, to no one in particular. As I sat there watching the black guy banging the blond and hearing her moaning and squealing with pleasure, something out of the corner of my eye got my attention. I turned my head slightly to my left and saw that the old guy next to me had a light weight jacket placed over his lap and his right hand was underneath the jacket clearly moving up and down with a rapid motion.

"Oh shit!" I said. I turned to Sally and Jenny and grabbed them both.

"This creep next to me is jerking off!" I whispered sort of loudly, trying to emphasize the severity of my predicament. "We've got to get out of here!"

"Oh geez ... let me see." Jenny said. Jenny leaned forward as far as she could so she could see around Sally and me and she gasped as she saw that the old guy truly was beating his meat. "Oh that is sooo hot!"

Sally was also watching the guy stroke his thing under the jacket and she just giggled. With all the commotion Jenny and Sally were making, the guy noticed us, and, the fact that we were all starring at him. He turned his attention from the people fucking on the screen and looked at us.

"You girls wanna help out here?" He smiled a wicked toothy grin ... straight at me.

"Hey yeah ... Kim ... give the guy a hand." Jenny said, laughing.

"You have GOT to kidding!" I turned to Jenny and protested. While I was distracted by Jenny's ludicrous suggestion, the guy put is hand on my left wrist and swiftly guided my hand to his lap, and the next thing I knew, I was holding a rather large, and extremely hard, cock.

"That's it baby ... stroke it ... just like this." He said and he placed his hand over mine, squeezed tight, and started moving my hand up and down his shaft.

I let out a muffled shriek and my heart raced; I was stunned. I tried to yank my hand away but the guy held it tight around his swollen member and continued to make me stroke his meat. Sally leaned over my shoulder; she was in awe.

"Oh Kim let me watch! Honey this is soooo hot ... make him cum, Kim! I wanna see him cum."

In spite of my initial shock, I really liked the way the guy's big cock felt in my hand and I realized that I was getting even wetter than I had been moments before when I was watching the sex show on the screen. So, I started stroking the guy's dick myself. Sally reached around me and pulled the jacket off the guy's lap so she could get a better view; and the guy just leaned back in his seat and enjoyed all the attention -- moaning a little as my hand jerked his stiff shaft.

"Oh Kim ... let me do it for a while." Sally said after a minute or two of watching me give the old guy a hand job. She slid off the edge of her seat and came around me so she could kneel in front of the guy. Sally took hold of the guy's shaft just beneath my grip on it; so I let go. 

"Oh look ... pre-cum." Sally exclaimed. Indeed a large drop of the clear fluid had built up on the tip of his dick. Sally leaned over and licked it off with a long sensuous stoke of her tongue.

"Hmmmm ... yummy." She said softly. I noticed, as Sally savored the creep's juices, that her other hand was creeping up under her own skirt. I knew what she was about to do.

"Gawd Sally, I can't believe you just did that!" I tried to whisper, but it came out sort of loud. Then I let out a little yelp. Just as I was chiding Sally, I felt a hand placed on my bare leg just at the hem of my mini skirt. No sooner was the hand on my thigh than it moved swiftly up my leg, shoving my short skirt up as it went, until I felt fingers pushing roughly against the lace of my thong panties. In spite of my shock, it felt so good that I instinctively spread my legs wider to provide easier access.

"Oh shit!" I exclaimed, trying to not to be too loud and attract the attention of the other movie goers. At first I was astonished, but as I watched Sally stroking the guy next to me and I felt his fingers pressing and stroking me through my panties I decided what the heck, I might as well enjoy all the delicious sensations I was getting from my pussy. 

"Don't stop!" I told the guy. "It feels soooo good." I could not believe what was happening; how brazen I was behaving, and Sally -- what a slut she was proving to be.

By then, Jenny had moved over to the seat next to me -- the one Sally had vacated to kneel in front of the guy she was jerking off. 

"Oh Kim ... how does that feel ... are you all wet honey?" Jenny had leaned over and was whispering in my ear. My breathing was coming in a series of short gasps and I could not reply to her, but I knew Jenny could tell that I was really getting off on the guy feeling me up.

Next, the guy's fingers pushed the delicate fabric of my panties aside. His fingers dipped in between my outer lips and became very slippery from my copious juices. Then I felt his finger slip up my crack until he connected with my swollen clit. An electric fire coursed through my entire body making my toes tingle; my hips tilted up under their own volition to increase the pressure and pleasure of his fingers. Then he began to pinch and squeeze my slippery clit which made me crazed with lust.

I squealed. I closed my eyes; I threw my head back and felt a hand being placed gently over my mouth.

"Not so loud." Jenny whispered. "You'll have everyone in the theater over here." She said as she attempted to stifle the sounds of my wanton desire. 

But it felt so good. Before I could climax, his fingers left my throbbing clit and went exploring. Down my slit his fingers slithered until the tip of one finger entered me and began a slow and delightful penetration. I just moaned as quietly as I could.

I opened my eyes and turned to look at the guy and saw that Sally was no longer stroking him. Instead, her mouth fully enveloped his cock and she was moving slowly up and down the length of his shaft.

"Keep that up baby and I'm gonna explode in your pretty mouth any second now." He said softly. I was surprised by his voice; I had expected a gruffness that would match his appearance. But instead, his voice imparted a sense of gentleness not wholly consistent with being in a triple-X theater and getting off with a couple of coeds.

I kind of expected Sally to stop sucking the guy off since he'd just said he was about to cum, but instead of stopping for fear of getting a mouth full of cum, Sally increased her tempo and within seconds I saw the guy stiffen and heard a stifled groan from him. As I watched, a thin trickle of cum ran down the length of his shaft where it mingled with, and was lost in, his thick thatch of pubic hair. Sally continued to suck his dick.

When the guy came in Sally's mouth, the tension of his release caused him to involuntarily jam his fingers far up inside my pussy and he hit some place inside me that instantly made me tremble and quiver uncontrollably. My vision blurred for an instant and my pussy convulsed involuntarily.

"Oh gawd!" I yelled. Jenny's hand still gently covered my mouth but it could not suppress my scream of pleasure as I went over the edge. I pulled the guy's hand up towards my hips to keep his fingers deep inside me. I heard voices and sniggering behind me.

"Awesome dude." "Way to go baby ... suck that cock." "Alriiiiiight!"

I came down quickly from my mini orgasm; opened my eyes and turned my head around and was stunned to see we had an audience. Several guys were watching from the row behind us and two of them had their dicks out of their pants, stroking themselves.

"Oh no!" I whispered in shock. But I continued to squirm and manipulate the hand up inside my pussy, not wanting the sensations to subside.

One of the guys in the row behind us reached over and started to unbutton my blouse. In seconds, he had my front completely exposed. His fingers deftly unhooked the clasp of my front closure bra and he peeled the sheer material away from my breasts in one swift motion. Then I felt the exquisite pressure of his hands cupping both my breasts and I relished the feel of his fingers as he squeezed my taut nipples.

"Oh Kim this is sooooo hot!" I heard Jenny exclaim. I turn my head towards her and saw her hand inserted down the front of her jeans, her fingers no doubt working on her own clit.

"What's going on here?" A deep male voice boomed. The big black bouncer guy was walking up our row. He stopped just behind Jenny and placed his hands menacingly on his hips.

Jenny turned around towards him, still sitting on the edge of her seat.

"Oh nothing sir." As she spoke, she paced her hands on his muscular thighs then slid her fingers over the impressive bulge in his pants as she proceeded to reach up and pull down the zipper of his trousers. In one rapid motion she reached in and pulled out the largest semi-erect cock I had ever seen -- he apparently was not one to indulge in underwear.

Before the guy could respond, Jenny had his huge member in her mouth and was sucking and bobbing her head up and down the length of his shaft, though it was impossible for her to get the entire thing in her mouth.

The bouncer said noting more. But I heard a squeal from my left and turned to see Sally writhing in ecstasy. The guy, who still had one hand buried in my pussy, had leaned over and had his other hand up under Sally's skirt and she was twisting and moaning -- obviously in the midst of an intense orgasm.

By that time, I came to realize that I desperately needed a cock inside me. My one brief little mini-climax was not enough and I was getting to a point of frustration where I felt I was going to explode. I pulled the old guys fingers out of my dripping pussy.

I leaned over and said to the guy. "I need your fucking cock inside me!" Sally was coming down from her plateau -- still shaking -- and thankfully, the old guy was still mostly hard so it looked like I was going to get what I so desperately needed.

"Move over girl." I told Sally and she shifted to the seat on the other side of the old guy. I stood up with my back to him and pulled my mini skirt up over my hips then slid my thong down to the floor and stepped of my soaked panties. I felt the old guy's hands as he placed them on my hips; I thought he was guiding me over to his still hard cock. Instead, I felt something wet on my pussy lips and a rough scrapping along my ass checks and I realized he was licking me from behind. There were some seriously luscious sensations as I felt his tongue enter me and swirl around the entrance to my sex.

"That feels wonderful, but baby I want your dick inside me ... right now!"

"Oh but honey ... you taste so sweet ..." He started to protest.

"Now!"

So he pulled my hips down and I felt his hardness under my butt. I moved my body around until I felt his cock pressing against my pussy lips. Then I reached between my legs and grasped his shaft and guided it to my opening. I tilted my hips, then slammed down on him and felt his glorious meat ram deep inside me.

"Oh shit!" He said.

His hands were on my waist, just above my hips. I felt other hands reaching over my shoulders from behind ... squeezing and fondling my breasts. I twisted and gyrated my hips on the guy's dick and I felt the heat of my passion spread though my body. The fire in my belly radiated outward through every part of me. I closed my eyes and threw my head back and luxuriated in the feeling of being so full of his cock, and I also felt the swollen head of his dick pressing on and sliding over the slick velvet walls of my womanhood.

"Fuck me!" I screamed, no longer caring if anyone heard me. "Fuck me ... hard ... hard!" And I started bouncing up and down on his engorged shaft. I heard the squishing of my wet pussy and I leaned forward and placed both hands on the seat in front of me to brace myself and give me more leverage to slam my hot cunt down on the guy's meat.

From the corner of my eye I saw Sally being manhandled by two guys -- they both had their pants down and their dicks were swinging about. Where they came from I had no idea; nor did I care. I could see they had her completely naked in the few moments it had taken me to get my guy inserted in my dripping pussy and for me to get started on fucking his brains out. One of the guys turned Sally around so she was facing the row behind ours and he pushed her down so she was kneeling on the edge of the seat with her body bent over and she was supported by the back of the seat. Her pussy was well presented to the guy that was about to fuck her. As I kept up a steady rhythm on top of my old guy's dick I saw Sally's guy slowly insert his cock into her glistening cunt in one fluid motion, then, he lunged into her while holding her hips tightly in his large powerful looking hands.




At the Movies - XXX Rated



Sally screamed. Not in pain, in pleasure. "Oh yes! .... YES! ... Do it to me ... do it!"

The other guy with Sally vaulted over the back of the seat next to her like a victorious tennis player who had just won the big match. Then he stood in front of her and offered his stiff cock to her -- Sally gobbled it up greedily and sucked him like a fanatic while she got pounded from behind by the other stranger.

As I watched the hot scene next to me I felt the tension building inside me. There was a tightness in my belly - an exquisite heat in my loins - and I knew I was close. Within seconds I was over the top.

"Arrrrrrrrgh! ... Oh gawd! ... Don't stop .. fuck meeeeeee haaaaarder!" I cried. As my body spasmed, I felt the walls of my pussy clinch the guy's hard cock and I slammed down on him one last time and leaned back against him, spent. His hands reached around me and he started squeezing my breasts. Someone else's hand was placed on the side of my head and the nameless hand pulled my head around. Before I knew it, the head of someone's dick was between my lips. I didn't care. I sucked it and felt it push fully into my mouth. 

The guy beneath me was still inside me and he started to undulate his hips causing me to respond in kind. I knew I was going to climax again if he kept up that wonderful thrusting for very long.

Then I felt hot fluid against the back of my throat and I tasted the salty bitter-sweet flavor of cum filling my mouth. I almost gagged, but managed not to. The guy pulled his spent cock out of my mouth and a long string of cum dripped onto my exposed breast. No sooner had the guy withdrawn his dick than another stiff piece of meat was pumping between my lips. But I didn't care; I was coming again. I think I screamed - I'm not sure -- but if I did, it was stifled by the cock fucking my mouth.

When I regained some semblance of control I watched Sally out of the corner of my eye and heard her get off as her guy groaned loudly and lunged one final time into her. Before Sally could recover from her own climax, the first guy's dick was replaced by a new one which started pumping furiously into Sally's pussy. I saw cum running down Sally's inner thighs just as I felt another hot load of cum fill my mouth. I swallowed -- I had no choice. The dick that just unloaded his spunk down my throat pulled out and someone else pulled my head around the other way -- back toward Jenny's side.

Another cock immediately filled my mouth. I was in a stupor of delight and did not resist. The guy underneath me was still fucking me -- he apparently had not cum again, having unloaded in Sally's mouth only a few minutes before. And being obviously older, he probably wouldn't cum again for a couple hours. But he was still hard and he was still fucking me and I still loved every luscious thrust and all the delightfully wicked sensations his old, but hard cock, was providing me with.

As some new guy fucked my mouth I was able to see past his cock and noted that Jenny had not been idle while Sally and I were otherwise occupied. She still had on her tank top but her jeans and panties had disappeared. Jenny was jackknifed over the back of the seat in front of our row of seats. She was impaled by a massive black dick and I saw the seats on both sides of her rock back and forth as the big black bouncer's muscular hips slammed into her over and over. It looked as if the theater seats might be ripped from their concrete moorings by the force of his thrusting.

"You like that you little slut?" His deep voice boomed. "You want more of this big black dick in your sweet little white cunt? Huh?"

"Oh yes! YES! Fuck my white pussy ... give it to me baby ... harder!" Jenny cried out.

But then, the bouncer guy did just the opposite. He stopped and pulled out of Jenny with a very audible "pop."

"Yo ... bro ... get over here." The bouncer motioned to one of the black guys standing near the end of the row of seats stroking his, also impressive, black cock. 

The guy stepped forward and the bouncer motioned for him to sit in the seat next to mine. Then he pulled Jenny up off the back of the seat over which her body had been draped while the bouncer had fucked her. He spit on his fingers then applied the spittle to Jenny's rear and it suddenly dawned on me what he was about to do.

Jenny seemed in somewhat of a daze as the bouncer manhandled her on top of his bro's stiff cock.

"Stick it in her ass, bro ..."

"Ah fuck!" Jenny gasped as the black brother's stiff dick popped into Jenny's puckered, and I might add, virgin, rear hole. After the initial shock and stretching she seemed to enjoy having him deep in her ass because she started bouncing gently up and down his shaft.

"Hold still slut." The bouncer commanded as he bent down and steadied himself by holding on to both arm rests of the theater seat. Then he quickly thrust his hips forward and impaled Jenny once again with his enormous hunk of black meat.

Jenny squealed as he penetrated her and she had, for the first time in her life, two big cocks fucking both her holes at the same time. She appeared to be in carnal heaven. She latched on to the bouncer's shoulders while he pounded her tight cunt and I could hear the sound of his balls slapping repeatedly against Jenny's bare ass checks. The other black guy beneath her pumped into her as best he could given he had the weight of both Jenny and the bouncer to contend with.

As I watched that erotic show going on next to me, another load of cum filled my mouth. I wasn't really sucking anymore; just letting the guy fuck my mouth as I continued to squirm on the dick still inside my pussy and watch Jenny get so gloriously fucked. Cum flowed out of my mouth and down my chin -- it dripped on both my breasts which were nearly covered with the sticky white stuff. Then I felt something else wet on my breasts and looked down to see Sally bent over and licking the white goop from my breasts while someone continued to fuck her from behind. I could not tell if it was the same guy or someone new. She licked up an especially large glob of cum; her eyes looked up at my face. Then she rose slowly and kissed me; her cum covered tongue was in my mouth and she was sharing the salty juices of several different guys, with me. Her kiss did not stop with sharing cum, though, it went on and on and became as passionate as any kiss I had ever experienced with a guy -- our tongues intertwined and darted in and out of each other's mouths. 

Finally, the guy fucking Sally withdrew and pulled her away from me. He shoved her down on the seat to my left so he could stick his cock in her mouth while he shot a big load down her throat.

I had no time to think much about what might be classified as my first lesbian experience. The guy I had been sitting on pushed me up and over the seatback in front of me and started banging me furiously. This fresh assault pushed me over the edge once again and I screeched and moaned as I felt his hot seed shoot inside me. With his final thrust, he buried his cock as deep inside me as he could and just hung on to my hips and shuddered.

As my guy finished squirting the last of his load inside me, I saw Jenny was still getting pounded by her two black guys and I could tell she was cumming again. The bouncer guy saw me starring at them and, as the old guy withdrew his semi flaccid cock from me, the bouncer got a big grin on his face.

"You want some of this, slut?" He smiled at me, but it was a wicked grin. I don't think I realized he was talking to me until he pulled Jenny up off his black "bro's" dick. He shoved her towards a group of guys standing at the end of the row who had been watching Jenny get fucked. It seemed that almost all of the audience in the theater was gathered around watching us and not the screen.

The bouncer grabbed me by the arm and gave me the same "prep" he gave Jenny -- spit from his fingers applied my asshole. But I felt him insert a finger up my ass and slide it back and forth to lubricate my tender rosebud a bit. Then he took me by the shoulders and guided me over the other guy's long stiff cock just like he'd done with Jenny. I felt a cock, larger than any I had ever known, push against my puckered opening and I did my best to relax the necessary muscles to accept his huge member, but it still hurt when it suddenly burst through into my nether tunnel. I tried not to move; I just let my body get used to the abrupt intrusion.

"Spread you legs, white girl." The bouncer said as he roughly pushed my thighs apart.

Before I had time to consider what was happening, my body suddenly felt like it was being split apart as his monster cock slammed deep into to pussy. There was pain; but there were also the most exquisite sensations I'd ever experienced. I could feel the guy under me filling me completely and the bouncer was starting to stroke my insides with his massive black tool. I clung desperately to the bouncer as the pace of him jamming his meat into me, increased. I bit his earlobe and yelled into his ear.

"Fuck me you big black mother ... fuck me forever ... don't stop fucking me ... PLEASE!"

My body shuddered ... quivered ... convulsed. My whole being throbbed with the ecstasy of being so completely filled by two huge cocks; I never wanted those feelings to stop. 

"Oh gawd ... oh gawd ... oh gaaaaaaaawd!" I screamed. 

The bouncer let out a mighty groan and I actually felt pressure inside from each spurt of his hot cum as he unloaded into my burning pussy.

"Ahhhh ... that was gooooood baby." He said.

From behind and underneath me I heard the other black guy mumble he was about to cum too. The bouncer guy pulled me up and turned me around to face the brother.

"Suck that cum out o' ma bro's cock, you slut." And he pushed me forward and forced my head over the other big cock as it started to erupt. The first spurt splattered all over my face but I got him in my mouth in time to swallow all the rest. I had never tasted black cum before and concluded it tasted pretty much the same as white cum; though every guy has a somewhat different taste.

I was kneeling in front of the other "bro" wiping his cum from my face and licking my fingers when the bouncer handed me a flask.

"A chaser." Was all he said. I took a big swig and the warm liquid burned my throat but it was nectar to me right then. I took another big swallow and he grabbed the flask away from me.

"Hey slut, leave some for me."

I felt the liquor warming my belly and my head was starting to swim just a bit. I wondered what was happening with Sally and Jenny so I looked over to where Sally had been and saw that she too was being double fucked and loving every second of it; though she also had a cock in her mouth that she was sucking greedily as the other two fucked her like crazy. Then I heard Jenny shouting from the other side.

"Yeah! Yeah you fucker ... give it to me ... give it to me baby ... fuck me HARD!"

When I turned, I saw her in the aisle astride a third black guy. She was totally naked, someone having relieved her of her top and bra. Hands were all over her and two cocks were taking turns in her mouth as her hips slammed into the guy underneath her over and over. It occurred to me the black guy wasn't giving it to her as much as she was giving it to him. As I watched I saw his cum squirting out of Jenny's pussy but she didn't let up until she'd had another climax of her own.

What happened next remains pretty much a blur to me. I remember having a few more hits of the flask and I know I had more guys fuck me; but just how many remains a mystery. I also seem to remember Sally's face buried between my legs at one point as she was licking up a steady stream of cum that was flowing out of my pussy. She was, of course, being continually fucked from behind as she licked me. I also remember seeing a couple other girls getting fucked and sucking -- they looked older ... maybe in their thirties. I don't know where they came from, but the movie theater had turned in to one big wild ass orgy. How many guys fucked me on my birthday? A dozen? More? I don't know, but Jenny was right ... it was a birthday I'll never forget.

Hours later we all somehow managed to recover most of our cloths, though none of us ever found our panties. As we staggered out onto the sidewalk in front of the adult theater; we must have been a real sight. Jenny had a big wet spot on the crouch of her jeans that made it look as if she'd pee'd her pants. But Sally and I knew it was cum leaking from her pussy. As we walked back to campus, every half block, or so -- especially under street lights where anyone could see us clearly -- Sally and I would have to stop since we both wore very short skirts and we'd wipe the cum from our inner thighs as it ran continually from us both for hours. We licked our fingers, or we offered some of the cum to Jenny for her to lick, and that way, we all savored the last remnants of our wild night out.

When Jenny and Sally and I got back to the sorority house, sometime before the sun came up, we all crashed in my room. Jenny flopped on the couch and Sally ended up snuggling up to me on my bed. She kissed me again like she had in the theater and, even as sexually spent as I was, her kisses still aroused me and I knew then that I was bi. 

She pulled me up off the bed and into the adjoining shower where she soaped me up all over and very sensually washed my entire body; paying special attention to cleaning both my well fucked holes. I returned the favor and washed her all over and we kissed passionately and rubbed each other's pussies and let the hot steaming water wash all over us; washing away all the grim of our nasty evening at the movies.

Jenny surprised us by stepping into the shower from around the end of shower curtain.

"And just what are you two up to in here ... huh?"

So we showed her. We both washed her and gave the same special attention to her pussy and asshole as we'd given each other. Sally and I took turns kissing Jenny deeply and passionately until the hot water started to turn cold.

We dried each other and returned to my bed where we all collapsed naked on the mattress with our arms and legs entwined and we slept. 

When I awoke sometime well past noon it was to Sally gently licking my clit while her fingers were buried deep inside Jenny's wet pussy.

We spent the rest of that day exploring our newly discovered special feelings for each other.

That evening, over dinner at a nearby burger joint slash pub, we compared notes as to what went on the night before. As we giggled and laughed and reminisced at what sluts we all demonstrated ourselves to be, Jenny asked the question we probably all had on our minds.

"So ... when are we going to the movies again?"